Scooter-licious

I want a scooter. I really do.

But more than that, I want the guys on Top Gear to test them so I'll know what ones to look at.

That would be a fun episode.

But seriously ... they get incredible gas mileage. They're fun. They're cheap. They're good for the environment and my pocket.

Sam brought up the weather issue. Yeah, it would suck to drive through the rain and cold and whatnot. But still ... they get about three times the miles per gallon my Sadie gets me (I named my car Sadie).

I'm researching now. I think I belong in Europe. Or California. As in, not Georgia. I'm starting to get a southern drawl and it's bugging me. Yeah, it can be cute on certain people, but I don't think I'm one of those people.

In other news ...

Sam is leaving Wednesday for Trials. He won't be here for our 7th monthiversary or the slalom. And he was going to get to bring his mom's crossfire. That sucks. :( I hope he does well, though. I would have mad ehim go regardless. It's important.

My alarm clock doesn't wake me up anymore. I've missed working out the past week because it somehow doesn't get me up in time. For example, I woke up an hour late this morning. I didn't wake up in time Sunday. I don't remember last week, but I know I didn't work out. :(

I'm definently going tomorrow moring. Which is another reason I could use a scooter. I drive more than my parents. A lot more. As in, I'm filling up about every four or five days. At least $20. And I'm trying to pay for college (they seem to be unsympathetic to my bank account) and gas. I paid for my boat. What I didn't get in scholarships, I'm paying for for the China trip. I buy my own clothes and shoes and hair stuff. I guess I should count my blessings and thank God they're paying for my food!

It's kind of annoying ... but just makes me all the more eager to leave for China and apply to other schools.

Patience is a virtue, right?

It's wearing thin.


Peace,

Cait

36 days until I leave

I mis-counted. I thought I only had 31 days until I left, but I just re-counted and found out I forgot to count Sundays and I have 36 days. :)

I'm really excited about it...but I'm also extremely nervous. What if I get sick? What if I get lost? What if no one likes me? What if I get really homesick like I did in Nicaragua?

I'm sure that by writing it out, I'll get less nervous. I just have to calm myself and realize that we'll be in developed places where it's not likely that I'll get sick, I'll have my laptop so I can reach home and stay connected, and I'll probably be too busy to think about home as much as I did in Nicaragua.

One of the things that stinks about the timing of the trip is that I'll miss my and Sam's 8th monthiversary. He's missing our 7th. He'll be in Oklahoma at Trials. I'll be racing my car and going to a music recital. Which is really cool, but not as cool as it would be with him.

Me: I'm not random, my mind just moves faster than yours.
Sam: Wait...what?
Me: My mind was moving faster than yours just then.
Sam: No...I'm pretty random too.
Me: You? Random?
Sam: I'm methodically random.

One of the many reasons I love him. Give me a second while I restart my heart...