Throughout the trip I, of course, did a lot of homework which was done mostly on the bus thanks to some long-ish bus rides, but the kicker was that I had two major papers due; one Sunday, one Monday. So for the first part of the trip…I was a bit miserable as far as the home-work load went. UGH! But I got through it and in the end everything went fine. I got my papers back and the grades weren’t perfect, but they weren’t poor either. I finally got to spend a little time doing something other than homework, and what better way to do something other than homework than to SHOP! That’s my middle name you know? K-SHOP-GG! The place we stayed in Branson was not my type of shopping place but a short van ride away was perfect. I got a cool new pair of boots, an awesome dress with pockets in the front and a couple knick-knacks but for the most part, I restrained quite well.

All in all, the trip was great. I had some great chats, some nice shopping and some great meals….that is until the last night of the tour.

I was very excited to eat at the local Olive Garden, because I hadn’t eaten there in over a year; Olive Garden was great for my pre-marathon carb-o load. The breadsticks and salad are my favorite. I enjoyed my pre-meal salad and breadstick treat with a glass of wine and good conversation and when my meal came, I enjoyed every bite that I could fit into my face. We walked back to the hotel and all adjourned to our rooms. I watched some TV for a while before I drifted off to sleep around whatever:30. About 2:30 my food came calling, and didn’t stop calling for hours. I was so sick. I hadn’t been sick since 4th grade people so I felt like somebody had taken my real body and temporarily traded it for a sick body. Needless to say, my stomach was a complete mess for the next day and a half. The whole day, “Sick Friday” is what I refer to it as, I had nothing but water and a cup of mint/chamomile tea. I tried to have a sip of some juice but it tasted like molasses…so I stuck with the water. After a 4 hour ride home, I got home, put on my jammies and laid out. I was asleep by 7:30 p.m. On Saturday I was a bit better, and managed to get some fruit in…but I was terrified that it would come right back up…so I took it easy. My back felt like I’d dead lifted Arnold Schwarzenegger from all the dry-heaving, but I couldn’t take anything with no food in my tummy. By Sunday though, I was back to my old self again! Gosh I’d missed me!

Getting sick is terrible! I don’t recommend it. If you see anyone applying for that internship, stop them right away! You’ll be the best friend forever if you do. Trust me!

Thanks for stopping by….
Keisha