Packing Up

Over the past seven months, there have been a lot of ups and downs. Coming to college was a whole different experience for me, and far different than what I expected it to be. Now, that I sit and pack up my dorm room, I am actually pretty happy to be going back home for the summer. Although it is nice to live on my own and do whatever I want whenever I want, I don’t have anyone here at college to do that with besides my boyfriend. I haven’t met anyone new that I can honestly call a “friend”, which is disappointing.

 I expected to be dreading the day of move out, anticipating to be missing all of my new friends. Now that it’s here, I can’t wait until I get to go home and see my actual friends and start my new job at the YMCA. I can’t wait to be able to experience all of the fun things planned for the summer; Wisconsin dells road trip, Eric Church concert, Rascal Flatts concert, State Fair, Valleyfair, the beach, going up north to the cabin, and many more.

The thing I’m looking forward to the most, though, is being able to start fresh next year.  I won’t have to live in the disgusting dorms, and, better yet, I won’t have to live on the Saint Paul campus. I will be living on campus in the apartments, with (hopefully) my own room with only one roommate. I will be able to start fresh with classes, because this year has been nothing less than stressful. I will hopefully have a good job, because second semester I was unable to work. I am really looking forward to being able to start fresh. I want that to count as my “freshman year” because I hope to meet new people, and just try to forget about the bad year I had this past year.

I have learned that through this past year, being so close to home has really gotten me through the year. My boyfriend, Evan, is nothing less than awesome. I’m glad that I chose to go to the same college as him, and I don’t know what I would’ve done without him to lean on. During this past semester, I have able to go home every Friday. I have been volunteering in my home school district with some amazing kids. The experience is truly amazing. After I get done volunteering, I get to stop at home and usually eat a home cooked meal or go out to eat with my family. I have become a lot closer with my mom.

Looking back, I have realized that just because I haven’t met new people at college, the relationships I had before I came here have only grown stronger. I have also learned that the kids I volunteer with are truly my new friends. They have filled the “new friendships from college” spot, in my mind. 

Weird Dreams

This past week was a very relaxing week for me, but also a very exciting one, which is why I think I had such a weird dream on Wednesday. Before I talk about the dream, here’s some background to understand more about my week prior to having the dream:

To start off the week, Monday afternoon, my friend Carrie told me about how my favorite band, Rascal Flatts, was coming to the State fair in August. That night I decided that no matter what we were going to go, since I hadn’t been able to go their concert the last time they came to Minneapolis.

On Tuesday, my boyfriend and I decided to go get a smoothie from Caribou and sit there for a little bit while doing homework. After talking a little bit, we decided to use his Ticketmaster gift card to go to a concert in May (a somewhat birthday present to me :) ), since we couldn’t use it for the Rascal Flatts concert in August (since the tickets weren’t available through Ticketmaster). We decided to go to one of my favorite singers concert, Eric Church, who is also coming with another country artist, Brantley Gilbert.

Wednesday night, before I went to bed, I began thinking about how excited for this summer’s coming concerts. As I doze off to sleep, I began to dream (this is from my point of view):

I am sitting in the upper deck of the Xcel Energy Center… but wait, my tickets are for upper deck at the target center?
Weird… oh well.
Oh! Yay! The concert is starting!
“RASCAL FLATTS! WOOO! I LOVE YOU!”
..Wait, I thought I was at the Eric Church concert…? Oh well, Rascal Flatts is fine with me!
…pause. No way.
He’s coming to our section!? NO WAY.
He’s walking down the aisle right now, getting closer and closer to me.. OH MY GOSH HE’S COMING TOWARDS ME!
“GARY, CAN I HAVE A HUG!?”
HE’S ACTUALLY HUGGING ME AND SINGING AT THE SAME TIME. OH MY GOSH EVERYONE IS LOOKING AT ME!!!
“EVAN, TAKE A PICTURE OF US!!!”
I can’t believe this is happening to me right now! He’s singing the whole song while just hugging me! AH!

Boom, reality. I woke up. Honestly, this dream was one of the weirdest one’s I’ve ever had. Obviously the excitement for the coming concerts was getting to my head, but I didn’t realize that I would be so obsessive in my dreams about it! It is really odd what our minds come up with while we are sleeping, especially something so extreme!

I also thought it was funny how much the events mixed together; I was at the venue that I had been at when I saw a completely different concert about 2 years ago, in the seats that I’m going to have for a concert coming up in May at a different venue, along with a completely different band that is going to be outdoors when performing.