DUDE. Seriously. I am so over all the bullshit.
So I received a message this morning from a friend back home which states that someone told her something I had said(which was very obviously just in an attempt to stir things up and create conflict). Granted, it was something that I had, indeed, said. But I was drunk at the time and, looking back from a sober viewpoint, I realized that I definitely did not feel the way that I had claimed to feel, accepted that, and moved on. MONTHS LATER, someone decided to voice this to said friend. And the web continues. I actually just realized that I don't even care to go into this in anymore detail. I just don't care, period. I'm pretty much done with a lot of people back home, I'm thinking. There's too much immature crap entangled in these relationships and I don't really wish to be a part of it. Dumb ass shit.
So anyways, school has been fantastic. I've been struggling a bit academically, but I'm sure once I get back into the swing of things I'll have an easier time. Scuba diving class has been a lot of fun. On Thursday, we learned how to build the scuba unit and then we got in the pool (only in the shallow end, though) and learned how to find a lost regulator and put it back in your mouth, and how to clear water out of our masks without surfacing. I'm also thinking of using the credit on my financial account and putting it towards a Key Largo scuba trip during Spring Break. We'd go down with a big group of students from UMass, camp out, have five days of diving (including normal dives, deep sea dives, and night time dives!), and I'd get my advanced scuba certification. Sounds bomb to me, yo. I'm still trying to convince the parents, though.
Last night we stayed in and hung out in the suite. I brought over my guitar and we played music and talked and laughed and it was a lot of fun. I broke down and smoked a couple of cigarettes and also pretty much pigged out when I got back to my room, but oh well. I'm ready to move on today. I want to go to the gym but I'm still feel a twinge hungover so that'll have to wait. We may be going to Vermont today to visit Ryan, but as of now I'm not sure where we stand with that whole situation.
OH. I almost forgot. Yesterday, Katy and I went to the gym and Chiara was there for a squash class. We went upstairs to use the cardio equipment. Half an hour later, this woman comes running upstairs yelling "IS ANYONE UP HERE NAMED KATY OR NINA?!" I had my headphones on so I didn't hear this, but I was relayed the information later. So I'm on the treadmill, totally oblivious, and I see Katy speedily going to grab her stuff and she's talking with the woman. I give her a strange look and she starts to tell me what the deal is. I take off my headphones and she says "Chiara got hurt, I have to drive her to the hospital". I jumped off the treadmill immediately and go with her. Turns out Chiara had dislocated her shoulder. So we drove her to the hospital and were there for about two hours. This awesome girl from Hampshire who volunteers there showed up with arts and crafts so we were thoroughly entertained while we were waiting, though.
And last, but not least, there are two new songs up on my Myspace, so go check them out here: www.myspace.com/ninacardenasmusic. Ciao!
So I received a message this morning from a friend back home which states that someone told her something I had said(which was very obviously just in an attempt to stir things up and create conflict). Granted, it was something that I had, indeed, said. But I was drunk at the time and, looking back from a sober viewpoint, I realized that I definitely did not feel the way that I had claimed to feel, accepted that, and moved on. MONTHS LATER, someone decided to voice this to said friend. And the web continues. I actually just realized that I don't even care to go into this in anymore detail. I just don't care, period. I'm pretty much done with a lot of people back home, I'm thinking. There's too much immature crap entangled in these relationships and I don't really wish to be a part of it. Dumb ass shit.
So anyways, school has been fantastic. I've been struggling a bit academically, but I'm sure once I get back into the swing of things I'll have an easier time. Scuba diving class has been a lot of fun. On Thursday, we learned how to build the scuba unit and then we got in the pool (only in the shallow end, though) and learned how to find a lost regulator and put it back in your mouth, and how to clear water out of our masks without surfacing. I'm also thinking of using the credit on my financial account and putting it towards a Key Largo scuba trip during Spring Break. We'd go down with a big group of students from UMass, camp out, have five days of diving (including normal dives, deep sea dives, and night time dives!), and I'd get my advanced scuba certification. Sounds bomb to me, yo. I'm still trying to convince the parents, though.
Last night we stayed in and hung out in the suite. I brought over my guitar and we played music and talked and laughed and it was a lot of fun. I broke down and smoked a couple of cigarettes and also pretty much pigged out when I got back to my room, but oh well. I'm ready to move on today. I want to go to the gym but I'm still feel a twinge hungover so that'll have to wait. We may be going to Vermont today to visit Ryan, but as of now I'm not sure where we stand with that whole situation.
OH. I almost forgot. Yesterday, Katy and I went to the gym and Chiara was there for a squash class. We went upstairs to use the cardio equipment. Half an hour later, this woman comes running upstairs yelling "IS ANYONE UP HERE NAMED KATY OR NINA?!" I had my headphones on so I didn't hear this, but I was relayed the information later. So I'm on the treadmill, totally oblivious, and I see Katy speedily going to grab her stuff and she's talking with the woman. I give her a strange look and she starts to tell me what the deal is. I take off my headphones and she says "Chiara got hurt, I have to drive her to the hospital". I jumped off the treadmill immediately and go with her. Turns out Chiara had dislocated her shoulder. So we drove her to the hospital and were there for about two hours. This awesome girl from Hampshire who volunteers there showed up with arts and crafts so we were thoroughly entertained while we were waiting, though.
And last, but not least, there are two new songs up on my Myspace, so go check them out here: www.myspace.com/ninacardenasmusic. Ciao!
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