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Sep. 19th, 2007 @ 08:10 pm 
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...homecoming
Coming back to Oslo was bittersweet, I got to meet B again (amazing), I got back to my room (amazing), one of my floor mates snapped at me for no reason (bad), there were (are) bugs in my cupboard (BAD), I got sick (bad), my project is off to a slow start (good and bad).
Leaving everyone back home sucks, I hate the guilt I always feel by leaving people, friends, family my sister, and I want to stay but I also know that it if I don't go I will not be happy and then they will not be happy. I hate not making my aunts funeral or her memorial service.
I felt like in Iceland I know what I am doing, everything is familiar and here even though things look familiar they don't feel that way. At school my project is slowly getting off the ground, I am slowly settling inn but I still feel like I need a lot of hand holding and I do not like that I want to do things myself. I went to school on Monday and had like two hours work to do, it ended up taking 4-5 hours since I had to wait for my supervisor to be finished with a meeting so she could show me how to set up the gel electrophoresis. Yesterday I was home sick (just a cold) so I had to get the supervisor to do cultures for me and today I did not get in until it was to late to do what i needed to do, so I did some cultures and went home. I feel so inadequate, but I know that this will pass and that soon I will get back on track and get more confidence, it is just so frustrating right now.
On top of everything and being sick by neighbor flipped yesterday cause I asked her to stop borrowing my food and stuff without asking. It ended up in her screaming and accusing me of attacking her cause I tired to prevent her for slamming the door. I sent a mail to the residence advproblemsisor and she is calling me tonight to discuss the incident and what can be done. I hate this kind of confrontation and I know that it will a be a long and difficult process to resolve this.
And then all that was left were the bugs. When I got back there were bugs in my flour (ok don't start telling me I should have sealed the flour better, I know that now). I hate bugs and they are very stubborn refusing to leave even after two thorough cleanings and poisoning. However I am more stubborn and I will poison them until I am the last one standing. The only good thing about the bugs is that B really, really cares about me. He was great, helped me clean every thing, comforted me as I was hysterical thinking they were crawling all over. I swear that if he had not been there I would have given up and just left...... He has by the way been the perfect boyfriend since I have been back, dealing with the bugs, my fear of bugs, my cold. After the cleanup that first day he took me out for a walk, then to a bar for a couple of beers and finally to a restaurant where we had some pizza, I suspect that he knew that I did not want to eat at home with the bugs :)
For all friends and family, this entry might sound bad but it is just a little adjustment problems, I will be fine in about two days or so. The cold is going a way, I have almost won the bugs, the neighbor situation is in process and I am going to kick ass at school tomorrow.
Shit happens, you whine about it on your blog and move on :)I am feeling:  sick Playing right now: Tears & Rain |
Hæ Hvernig væri að fara kíka inn á MSN :)
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September 26th, 2007 04:13 pm (UTC) |
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Hi elskan!! Ó mæ en kunnuglegt. Fékk einmitt mölfluguógeð í allt kornmeti í skápunum og leið einsog allt skriði á mér í marga daga... Og farið að kólna, laufin að falla og ólesnar greinar í hrönnum. Reyndar ekki samskonar heimþrá þar sem ég kom aldrei heim í sumar, en hlakka allavega ekkert smá til jólanna. Hang in there ;) það lagast allt. Gott að þú hefur b til að passa þig. kossar frá hinum norðurlandinu
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