Reflections

Today was spent running some friends around to do last minute errands, sight-seeing, etc, before I said goodbye to them as they headed back home. Pretty sad to see my "school family" dwindling down into the smaller numbers. I never thought that I would get upset, but the chaos and stress that this school creates forges a tight bond that you never really realize until it's time to say goodbye.

Two years has completely flown by. I completely remember being anxious, excited, and scared as I came down for the first time. Although I have flown down several months before to check out the island and the school (I was wait listed at some US schools and needed a 'Plan B'), I still ended up going through a roll and a half of Tums that first day. I arrived at AUC and was promptly scolded by a guard for bringing down too much luggage (since when is a girl supposed to travel light? And 7 sevens is NOT too much!! =P ) The first night was spent crying, surrounded by those 7 bags, b/c I could not find the toliet paper I had packed. (No, in all honesty, it was b/c all lights were busted in my dorm room except for the kitchen and I had already seen a cockroach and a trail of ants).

Ah, yes, good times.
To be continued...