The Quiet is So Loud
Adjusting back has not been too hard. I just did not realize I was used to certain things, such as noise. I much prefer the quiet here, but I guess while living in Madrid I got so accustomed to hearing noise constantly, especially while I was sleeping. It’s also pretty weird how much I don’t see people anymore. In Madrid, I step outside and the first person I talk to is usually the doorman who’s watering the gardens. I can easily see 100 people on the way to the metro stop. If I see 100 people in a day, then that might be shocking. People in cars do not count. Comparing the two places is just.. I can’t compare them, at all. It’s not even apples and oranges, because if Madrid is Fruit, Wichita Falls is definitely a vegetable. The only thing the two places have in common is that they’re locations, and that’s the extent of it. It’s so quiet, it’s loud! Too quiet.
I’m bored with you Wichita Falls, more bored than I’ve ever felt before. I want to break up with you, and as easy as it is for me to sever any relationship, this one would cost me a lot more than it has in the past. Mierda.
Well at least I have one thing to look forward to this week.. a baseball game on Friday. If there aren’t any thunderstorms on that particular day. I’ll hope that this time the weather forecast is wrong. I’ve never watched.. a baseball game before. The unis aren’t that flattering, it’s not that appealing to my eyes.. but we’ll see I suppose. Can’t knock it (too much) until I’ve tried it. By tried it, I mean watch the game.
In other news, I’m done with undergrad classes. In August, I should be a college graduate. Which is great.. in theory, I’m pretty excited about this. Then I think, ‘Oh wait, you still have a few more years to go! We’re only halfway, Miss Walton*.’
We must change that Miss to Doctor.
I have at least a year until grad school, which means I have that amount of time to figure out how to fund more education. School is expensive in the US. Way too damn expensive. I should be an expatriate during my grad school years.
*Yea, I do have a real last name.
