May242012
This will be my last tumblr post for a while (unless I get bored tomorrow). I am done both presentations; just have to polish them and I’m ready to go. I have one full day left in Canada. It still doesn’t feel real, yet it does enough to make me freak out. Two of the girls I’m going with, I’m not very fond of. They have never been mean to me, but they are incredible cliquey, bitch about everyone behind their back and one in particular does not, in any way, deserve this trip. She hangs off of everybody else’s success and never stands on her own. Tonight, she messaged me for help researching her soldier because apparently she expected to get all her info from his bio that the Foundation supplied (yeah, she didn’t even find her own soldier) and didn’t realize she would have to do independent research. Brilliant, eh? But anyways, they freaked out and are arriving at the airport three hours before we have to be there (which is in itself two hours before our plane). They in their panickyness that I might miss the plane if there are any delays, relayed this info to our faculty advisor and because they are his little pets, he believed them and told a friend of mine that he was concerned. Finding out that this professor was worried I might miss the plane cut the last line of sanity and I had a lovely freak out that came on hard and fast. I have since gone over my plans and agreed with my original conclusion that I will likely make it in time. I also adamantly know that I refuse to sit with these two on a shuttle for 2 1/2 hours and in an airport for another three. It’s not gonna happen!Once I got over my freak out (thanks for fielding another one, Honey), I started on my Unlce’s presentation and it was epic! I found out how long he survived at the Front, the various camps he was stationed at, even the ship he came over on (it was sunk by a U-boat 1 1/2 years later). I almost cried when I finished the report and I am almost definitely going to bawl at his graveside, but it’s done and I’m proud of it. I feel so relieved. I think this it the first time I can truly say I feel prepared and don’t feel panicky (though that may be because I’m half asleep), rather than a “yeah, I know I’ll be fine” that I’ve had to say like half a million times over the past month. I am. I’m going to be fine. I’m going to enjoy this. I wish I could leave tomorrow before I work myself up again xP =) ^^See that smiley? I’m downright cheerful!

This will be my last tumblr post for a while (unless I get bored tomorrow). I am done both presentations; just have to polish them and I’m ready to go. I have one full day left in Canada. It still doesn’t feel real, yet it does enough to make me freak out.

Two of the girls I’m going with, I’m not very fond of. They have never been mean to me, but they are incredible cliquey, bitch about everyone behind their back and one in particular does not, in any way, deserve this trip. She hangs off of everybody else’s success and never stands on her own. Tonight, she messaged me for help researching her soldier because apparently she expected to get all her info from his bio that the Foundation supplied (yeah, she didn’t even find her own soldier) and didn’t realize she would have to do independent research. Brilliant, eh?

But anyways, they freaked out and are arriving at the airport three hours before we have to be there (which is in itself two hours before our plane). They in their panickyness that I might miss the plane if there are any delays, relayed this info to our faculty advisor and because they are his little pets, he believed them and told a friend of mine that he was concerned.

Finding out that this professor was worried I might miss the plane cut the last line of sanity and I had a lovely freak out that came on hard and fast. I have since gone over my plans and agreed with my original conclusion that I will likely make it in time. I also adamantly know that I refuse to sit with these two on a shuttle for 2 1/2 hours and in an airport for another three. It’s not gonna happen!

Once I got over my freak out (thanks for fielding another one, Honey), I started on my Unlce’s presentation and it was epic! I found out how long he survived at the Front, the various camps he was stationed at, even the ship he came over on (it was sunk by a U-boat 1 1/2 years later). I almost cried when I finished the report and I am almost definitely going to bawl at his graveside, but it’s done and I’m proud of it.

I feel so relieved. I think this it the first time I can truly say I feel prepared and don’t feel panicky (though that may be because I’m half asleep), rather than a “yeah, I know I’ll be fine” that I’ve had to say like half a million times over the past month.

I am. I’m going to be fine. I’m going to enjoy this.

I wish I could leave tomorrow before I work myself up again xP

=)

^^See that smiley? I’m downright cheerful!
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