Leavin' on a jet plane

So we are down to the final days before I leave the states. The plan is to drive up with my mom to Baltimore on Monday and fly out of BWI at an ungodly hour Tuesday morning. I have stored some winter clothes with my parents, all of my furniture was sold on Craigslist , and Matt adopted Riley (though he is still mine). AirJamaica allows two 50lb suitcases and a 30lb carry-on; I am considering myself quite lucky as other airliners only allow 70lbs between two suitcases or less. Linens, clothes, scrubs, and school supplies taking up most of the bag space, I am stuck with two picture frames and a Mexican coffee mug to personalize my future room. The real trick was trying to hide all of my electronics and pricey gadgets so I do not get charged at customs. The laptop I cannot get away with, as customs knows full well that if I am going to SGU then I definitely have one with me. My ipod is nestled safely in a vacuum sealed bag of clothes and all of my computer equipment is hiding for dear life in various regions of my multi-pocketed suitcases.

I’ve already spent a over 1K getting immunizations, plane tickets, and supplies- why should a couple more dollars make a difference? Well… I don’t have financial aid yet. The lending company SGU has been using for a long time backed out of their agreement at the beginning of the summer, the financial aid department has been scrambling to find new lenders for months. Well last Wednesday we finally got the happy e-mail of ‘zomg we have a company that will give you guys money!!!!’ That gave me less than 5 days to send in a loan application, get it approved, have money in my account, pay my school tuition, have the check clear and get a registration voucher. I don’t think so. So as of now I am flying down anyway and living on what I currently have in my bank account until the loan goes through. This sounds horrible, but thankfully all of my classmates are going through the same thing so my panic attack was not nearly as bad as it could have been.

Going to spend my last day in Virginia hanging out with Matt and the family. This will constitute a trip down to the docks so Riley can swim around and roll in mud, shooting range for some practice (shot my first groundhog on Wednesday), and the final shopping trip for crap I know I will not be able to purchase in Grenada. Take care and the next post will be on my island.