Today was my first day on a bike.
Not leisurely riding to class, but "I'm going to log in some miles."
I rode 3.
I thought I was going to die by the time I got back to my house.
The air was really cold- so now I'm coughing... which is sucky.
I have my wheat crackers and my water.
Lovely breakfast.

I leave the country in 17 days.
I have pretty much everything taken care of but my multiple entry visa, walking around shoes and some good ol' hiking socks.
Oh... and a private lender student loan.
I forgot I need to actually pay for this thing... haha...

hmm..
time for class soon.. i want to make sure my lungs survive the day ;)

I am overwhelmed.
I leave the country in less than a month, and I'm wasting time writing in my blog.
That's usually because I'm stressed.
AND I want to scratch my face off because of my sudden and incredibly ridiculous allergies.
I need to buy some Zyrtec.
That requires going outside.
I want to study outside.
That requires Zyrtec.
See this vicious cycle?
Aii.

I'm trying to plan out my trip...
Or at least, plan out my departing plane ticket.
I figure if I have to pay to change the date anyway, I might as well change it to some date I want, and a departure location I want...

I still need to buy boots.
And shoes.
And pants.
I need pants.
And overshirts.

Money, money, money.
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For now... This post will be short- the zyrtec is calling.