Wednesday, July 23, 2008

T minus 6 hours

It is now 5 AM and I still haven't slept. Yesterday I received an email from a girl who wanted to rent my room for a month. It has been impossible to find someone willing to rent for only one month. So I gave up on this idea a long time ago and didn't really care. It meant not needing to clean my nasty room and pack things up so it's livable for someone else. But then this girl emailed me and she's really interested. So instead of just packing tonight, I had to clean and organize everything (I am a mess!). But it's all good b/c now I will just stay up and easily pass out on the plane. This is my anti-jetlag strategy.

So I'm just sitting here waiting, slowly getting very tired, and thinking about this upcoming trip. I have to be honest and say I have been a bit anxious about this trip. Not only because of the whole visa thing, but just in general. If you had asked me three months ago if I wanted to go home, I would've said yes in a heartbeat. But then things changed. I slowly started meeting new people, making friends, I was hanging out more, and just having a lot of fun! I didn't want to slow my momentum down. It's not that I don't want to see people at home, I'm just going home at a bad time.

I think I also just don't know what to expect when I arrive home. Will I seem different, like bad retarded different? Will I have enough money? Will I have enough time to spend good quality time with everyone? Will everyone/everything at home be weird for me? And the big one, will I have so much fun and realize I need to stay in Chicago and not return to Madrid? I knew I was a bit stressed out about it because for a few days last week, I was having some strange ass vivid bad dreams, a rare occurrence for me. It ranged from not having a valid passport to people being angry at me for not hanging out with them.

I was also sad because I was slowly saying goodbye to people. Most of them I will see again, but you know me and goodbyes. But I was definitely sad to say goodbye to Andrew. He's not coming back to Madrid so I will not see him when I return. Madrid without Andrew will just not be the same. This kid and I have been together pretty much since we set foot in this city. He was my soundboard, my restaurant partner, my co-dancer, my friend. Oh Andrew! How I will miss him...

But on a happier note, now that I'm hours away from home, I'm definitely getting more excited. I CANNOT wait to see everyone. I CANNOT wait to be able to hold my nephew for the first time. I CANNOT wait to hug my nieces. I CANNOT wait to catch up with my older siblings who were not able to visit me. I CANNOT wait to play tour guide and show beautiful Chicago to Juan and Begoña (they are moving to Chicago to teach Spanish). I CANNOT wait to hang out with my friends and enjoy a good 'ol BBQ. I CANNOT wait to see my bright orange room and sleep on my comfy big bed. I CANNOT wait to walk in my house, see my entire family, eat Portillo's (as I've requested, and lately have been pronouncing it /Por-ti-yos/). It's going to be wonderful!

So I guess I'll have to sit here in my very clean room for the next 2 hours until I have to leave for the airport. I guess it's about time I take a shower and get my flight info and stuff...that would probably good.

Well, that's about it from me. I should go move around before I fall asleep in my nicely made up bed. See you all soon!!! Hasta pronto!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

i've noticed that about atlanta too! atlanta and philadelphia have the hottest tall dark handsome fellas.

you can really tell how people are based on what part of the country they're from. usually they're really friendly and accomodating in the dirty south. the midwest has that no-nonsense approach on life that's why they seem cold at first but some of the most sincere people i know are from the midwest. california people are really nice, too good to be true nice at first...but then they'll stab you in the back. some of the rudest, most clueless, neediest airport passengers hail from southern california.
east coast peeps are straightforward but are the most reasonable kinds of people. they do know their place.oh and don't get me talking about the filipinos and italians..ok i'm gonna stop talking about this coz it's stressing me out. but really not all of 'em are like that, just MOST of 'em.

airports bring out the worst in people i think. it's like people leave their brains at
security or something.

oh and you have to go to the SFO airport they have D&G, an Apple Store, and a couple of sushi bars here.