One door shuts. Another opens.

A new chapter of my life is starting this summer. And like the title says, the door of my sophomore year has closed and the door to the other half of my undergraduate career has opened and its kind of exciting. Also, I apologize for not updating since my initial post but my life has been a little more than crazy lately. I am grateful to have a few followers now because I now I feel like I have more of an audience to write for and I really enjoy reading what everyone else has to say! Its kind of affirming to know that people actually care about what you have to say on here.

So this past Friday, I moved out of my residence hall (I call them that because my boss at undergraduate admission shudders at the word "dorm"). I was actually quite prepared, everything taken down and put into boxes for the most part. I was moving into the fraternity house, which I was very happy about, but the guy who was living in my room happened to move out 2 hours after he said he would. I'm over it now, but I was a bit edgy at the time I'll admit. Then, he didn't clean the room, left stuff in some of the drawers AND left me a wardrobe with one door. Long story short, I was rushed to get out of the residence hall before it closed and into my new room over at the house. Thanks to my best friend, I made it happen. I would have never been able to do it without his help. However, the only problem was, I left immediately afterwards to go on a weekend long canoe trip with some of my brothers. 

The canoe trip was a freeing experience. No really, I'm not bullshitting here. It was so relaxing! I love to canoe (been several times now), and my partner was an alumnus from the chapter who I really didn't know that well. Talking with him and getting to know him better was a great experience. We talked about our jobs, life in general, the chapter and the way it used to be, and so many other things. He had been on several really intense week-long canoe trips out of the country so this weekend getaway was child's play for him. We were always up ahead of everyone else, surveying the river and giving other people tips on how to navigate the fallen tree branches and rocks. We didn't tip once! Some of us in the group were not so lucky. One my brothers, after tipping out of the canoe, grabbed a tree branch to avoid being swept away by the current and ended up with a pretty nasty "tree burn" down his arm along with a small puncture wound from a fishing hook. A quick dressing from me (yay nursing skills) out of my first aid kit made things better. This sounds cheesy, but I love being that guy that people call on when they're hurt or need help. We camped on the river Saturday night and canoed the rest of the way into the livery on Sunday. We covered 35 miles on the river. Then I dropped in to see my Dad for a few hours before making the long drive back up to campus. Unfortunately, my mom and sister were at a dance competition. 

So, I got in late (midnight ish) back to campus and just wanted to sleep. Remember, everything I own is still in boxes at this point. I cleared a path through the boxes to my bed, set my alarm and passed out. This morning, I sat through corporate training for the new job for 8 hours (met a cute southern girl here on an internship for the summer) and ended up back to my pile of boxes at the end of the day. Sweet. 

My room (several hours later now) is starting to feel a bit more like home. I fixed the wardrobe and have started hanging a few things on the walls. Its good to get settled in. I'm about to go grocery shopping. GROCERY SHOPPING! This is such a daunting task. I never thought I'd say it, but I feel like fending for my own meals will be tough. However, a new experience and something to learn from. 

Why have I rambled about all this? Well, so you would know how busy I really was and also, so you could possibly see how my life is starting to take a different direction. A good direction. Nevertheless, I am still adjusting to some of the changes. One of them is no longer having a girlfriend. YES, I know. It didn't last for that long, and I'm not dwelling on it. But I actually thought about it today for the first time in about a week, and how it just really sucks that things turned out the way they did. I mean, I wasn't even able to salvage a friendship with this girl. That was her choice though. And if that's the way she wants it then...well...I guess that's how its going to be. 

To conclude, I hope people actually do, indeed, want to be reading what I have to say. I hope people will continue to blog because I enjoy reading them! To all my friends who have left me for the summer, I hope that you are getting the relaxation you deserve after a good year. I miss you, and will probably be trying to talk to you every now and then. Don't ever hesitate to drop me a line. I love hearing from people. So, until next time. Peace.