a.n.g.e.l.a.... (original) (raw)

Oh hey everyone, it's been awhile. My life has been so jammed pack and busy. I am now back in the good old state of Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweeping down the plain. Chicago was fun, but whenever anyone ask me how it was, I respond, "eh, it was ok, I'm not a big fan but I'm just glad to be back".

That city is too big for my liking and too freaking dramatic when it comes to parking tickets. Driving there gave me major anxiety. I remember just returning home and just being weirded out from the state of being back, feeling very unfamiliar to my home and even my own bedroom because so much had happened since I was last there. Just a roller-coaster of emotions and events in those three months when I was away made me forget home. Now it is the other way around, the opposite. Now in retrospect it seemed like that job was FOREVER ago. The same exact sensation that occurred when I came back from studying abroad from Spain. I guess the extreme difference between Oklahoma and Chicago or Spain makes me feel like the latter never happened.

After Chicago, I went to Cleveland to visit Cristina and the Mansilla clan for four days. I think I can safely say that was the further east I've been in the states (and notice I say states since I've been to Ontario). It was good to finally meat Oscar and Stinky (Cristina's pride and joy of felines) and see her home.

Then she and I went to DePauw for the highly anticipated school event, MONON. Whenever I try to explain to a non-Depauw or non-Wabash student what it is, I tell them, "it's like a Texas/OU or Michigan/Ohio State game, but D 3..." Hah. Anyways when I was there I felt like I never left, however at the same time really sad because I wasn't a student there anymore. It hit me while I was there that it sucked that a place where I called home for the past four years is not home to me anymore. I wasn't sobbing or crying like the first time I visited but I felt like I had this dark cloud hovering over me the whole time. A drunk, dark, hovering cloud to be exact. Don't get me wrong though, it was loads of fun. Did not black-out, so that goal was accomplished. Also bought a keg, caught up with friends, tail-gated, and most importantly fratted it up. What more can a 22 year old girl ask for (maybe some downtime to actually catch up with friends, but beggars can't be choosers)? My coworkers in Chicago kept telling me I need to come to terms I'm no longer a college student, but can't I just enjoy it as if I am still one?

I think the problem why I can't let go of college just yet is because I became friends with people I honestly love too much.

My family and I definitely did Black Friday this year but not to the extreme like previous years where we would come home with TVs and laptops. This year was more relaxed. We woke up at 7 instead of camping out in front of Best Buy for hours starting at midnight. I bought the missing season 3 pt 2 to complete my Entourage collection. I also bought season 1 and 2 of Mad Men. Never seen the show, but heard great things about it and with only $10/season I thought to myself, "Why not?"

Another thing my family decided to celebrate for the first time this year was THANKSGIVING! It was fun. I guess my madre was in the holiday spirit. I was in charge of the mash potatoes (box style of course) and salad (you know, emptying it from the box into a bowl). For some reason or another, when the family gets together we start fighting. Or more like my dad and the siblings start fighting. My dad does this annoying thing and schedule family vacations without checking to see if they work with our schedules. He just expects it to work. He's just so aggravating. He tried to pull our chains, telling us we will never have another chance like this to go to Vietnam in our entire lives. Yes never.

My three month stint in Chicago is done and over with. It was fun but did quite a bit of damage to my bank account, with a total of 5 parking tickets and 2 traffic tickets. Yeah it makes me seem like a very bad and reckless driver but, hello, I've only had one traffic ticket prior to Chicago and that was having my brights on. In addition, my engine service light came on while I was in Chicago. My dad took the good old Camry to the dealership and came back with $600 of damages brought upon on my behalf. Chicago was not kind to me or my car to say in the least.

Election day was crazy. I drove a company rented Yukon for the entire day. I felt so ballin' driving it the whole day. Put 200 miles on it from that day alone, driving from the staging location to the various polling locations, picking up and dropping off volunteers. My right leg was so sore by the end of it all, driving from 5 a.m. - 7 p.m. Hey at least won, 2-1. Victory party was still a bit depressing since the democrats lost 60 seats in the house, but we still partied. "We" as in the campaign staff.

I'm glad I went through the whole experience. I felt as if I was used though. Making me work every day with shitty pay, but I learned to understand that is politics. It's not a money-making, glamouous lifestyle, I have come to terms to that, but also a bit forbidding to pursue a career in.