All of summer
Many large events have occurred in my life in the past months. I haven't updated for a long while, so here is a recap of my life lately if you should care to read it...
I don't have much to report from June and July other than Poland which is a whole separate entry in itself. I worked some and sat around a lot, mostly hanging out with Ryne, Karl, Mitch and those kids. I managed not to see any of my girl friends from the fourth of July until almost my birthday. Fortunately, Patriots ended in July, so there was a lot more of Alex.
August has been a month of lots of important things. As I believe I mentioned at one point, my grandpa fell again. A couple of weeks ago (while he was still unconscious in the ICU), he developed pneumonia and another infection. So things weren't good. He went through one really bad where his heart stopped and they brought him back. The next night his heart raced at an unbelievable rate of about 260 for hours on end. I'm hoping that I inherited a heart that strong. There was lots of confusion about what actions the doctors were going to take to bring him back. Apparently, they were giving him stuff to slow down his heart that no one was aware of. My grandma didn't really understand that at the time. She kept telling him to let go if he had to, but she didn't get that we were giving him medicine to stop him from letting go. Anyway, the day after those two bad nights we were all at the hospital together and my grandma, my dad and his brothers made the decision to stop all treatments and take out his ventilator. It was obvious that he was ready to go because he died within the hour. In my opinion, he had been purposely sabotaging his health by not taking care of himself and doing too much work. He wasn't happy living in his physical state. He very nicely did what he wanted to do before my cousin and I went away to school. We had the visitation and funeral that next weekend, and buried him at Fort Snelling the next Monday. They were all really sad events, but at the same time, I believe that was what he wanted to have happen, and he died living how he wanted to live. The whole process afterward was much more stressful than anything else. You aren't just allowed to grieve. You have to plan and find clothes and look nice and write thank you notes and everything else on the face of the earth.
That Tuesday was my last day of work. I missed four days for the whole ordeal and probably a good 300 dollars at least. Thursday I had to have all my stuff ready to move to school. I went with my mom, dad, uncle and aunt. My new house (actually a town house, I guess) is a lot better than I expected it to be. Our room is really big, and we have new furniture including two new leather couches. We also have a glass coffee table which I'm sure will be broken in the near future. The roommates are kind of a handful. They are all extremely nice and friendly and seem to have a lot of respect for our house, but they party A LOT. From what I've gathered, during school they usually drank at least 4 nights a week. Last spring, I know they drank 12 nights straight one time. It shouldn't really be an issue unless they bring people back to our house all the time, in which case, I will crash on Chad dorm room floors on test nights or Monday night before my 8:50 lab. But I think we'll get along and have a lot of fun. Too bad I will have no time for going out except on extremely rare occasions. So I was there Thursday- Monday and had a really good time. The only person I got to see was Kate. I also ran into my old roommate which made for the most awkward situation in the world.
Since I've been home again, I've managed to get a minor. Not fun. That was from Matthew Healy's on Wednesday, and most of you probably know that story. I'm still kicking myself in the ass for not staying hidden, but I didn't, so I must get over it. I told my mom this morning. Actually, I chickened out on actually telling her, and I just showed her the ticket. She's pissed, but we aren't telling my dad. She pretty much just said that I was an idiot for drinking at a St. Anthony party where I know they can really easily get busted. She also said that I am just going to have to learn that I am an unlucky person, and that I might just be one of those people that always gets caught. This is true since the Patriots fiasco was all of my like fourth time smoking pot? And I've drank 8 times in the last 6 months and two of them have resulted in busted parties? Drinking will definitely be kept to a minimum (not like it wasn't anyway) probably for a month or two since I am a bit freaked out about getting another one. Other than that, I've just hung out with people. I went to the fair with the girls last night, and this afternoon I had lunch with my mom and we went to the Mill City Museum. That is a pretty neat place and it has an AMAZING view of the river. Tonight I get to hang out with Alex, Matt, Jeff, Nate and that crowd. Tomorrow is my last day here before I go to school for good. It will be spent doing laundry and probably hanging out at Ryne's later.
Already being at school made me really excited to go back mostly because I miss living on my own, and now I'm in my OWN house. There are no rules there and it's spectacular. I'm also excited for classes, which is a bit nerdy to say, but I am. My history classes should both be awesome, and bio is my favorite subject, so I'm looking forward to that too. Plus, I'd much rather be going to school than working. This semester I'm also going to try and do volunteering at the hospital. However, this year is frightening in that I actual have to decide what I want to do with my life. We will see how that goes.
If I do see you before I go, but I should have, I'm sorry. I'll miss you. Everyone have a really good year at school, and come to Madison for Halloween. We'll hang out.