So classes have been up and running for an entire week. And I feel like I’ve been back here for 2 months. Honestly this has been one of the longest weeks of my life, but I don’t necessarily mean that in a bad way. Even though my first class on Monday morning was at 9am, I was met by so many smiling faces of my New Zealand study abroad friends. It’s only been 4 days since we last saw each other but after 5 weeks together it felt like a lifetime.
I was only too pleased to move to my next class and spot another NZ friend in the crowd. In every class but 1 there is a New Zealand friend (often many) for me to continue my time with. But for some reason the week has dragged. I don’t know if it had something to do with the snow all day Tuesday, and the anticipation of a snow day Wednesday. Then the disappointment Wednesday when we had to get up for class.
Maybe the 3 hour lab on Wednesday afternoon, that would require many extra meetings outside of class time was weighing on me. Or the fact that I was taking a graduate level class, and physics, and genetics was already starting to crush me.
It seems like a lot. But I don’t necessarily mean it all in a bad way. The week is dragging, and I’m looking forward to the weekend. But I’ve gotten to catch up with my roommates every night. We sit awake, usually way later than we mean to and talk about nothing and everything and it’s perfect. I dragged my butt to a Zumba class with friends so I’m exhausted and sore but also had so much fun and feel good.
I have high hopes for this semester, coming off my winter semester abroad, and even though that chapter is over and I’m back in the winter and the snow, I feel like my year is only looking up.