So I wanted to write a post about everything I was going to miss here in Hawaii, but I figured that would take 10 and 2/3 hours and be 2354 pages long so I thought it'd be easier to make a list of things I'm not going to miss here on the island.
Don't take it as me being a negative Nancy and think that I hated Hawaii, because the exact opposite is true. I realize this much more clearly now that I'm two hours away from leaving this paradise.
The first thing I hated: pigeons. Damn pigeons were everywhere! As well as signs saying "Don't feed the birds", but you knew those spazzy high schoolers outside the Burger king were going to dump their fries on the sidewalk anyway. And then the birds would flock. And shit on your head. And get just a little too close for comfort. There were also a bunch of stumpy pigeons with deformed feet. What's that about? And their beedy little eyes. So disgusting. So much disgustion.
Second thing I hated: lack of bathrooms everywhere. Since Honolulu is such a touristy place and also has a lot of the homeless, businesses either weren't available to the public or weren't there at all. Those poor employees at Taco Bell probably have to run who knows how far just to take a pee. That's inconvenient. I stress out over not knowing my restroom options. I am also a freak (but you already knew that).
Third thing I hated: having to shave all the damn time. At least during the winter back home in Illinois I can go a couple extra days with the 24/7 pants-wearing buffer. But here in Hawaii it's always shorts and swimsuits, which have no give for hairy legs. I had to always be on top of my game. Not to mention the number of disposable razors I went through. It was almost a nightmare and turned into such a chore. Am I just that lazy?
These next two had nothing to do with the island itself, but the university here.
Four: genetics class. I can't even begin to describe my hatrid of this class. Plus I could go on and on for a thousand paragraphs of rage.
"Katie, no you could not. That's way too many paragraphs. That is an exaggeration. I don't like a girl that exaggerates."
Reference? Anyone? Okay so maybe not a thousand paragraphs, but this class was ridiculous. No textbook, no powerpoint slides. Just a very Chinese professor who had us read scientific articles and attempt to extract their information to add to our wealth of knowledge. Also, it's a 4-hour class, but only meets 2x a week, and there's no lab. Also also, there were only 100 points total we could earn in the class. I swear if I make it out of here with a B I'm going to cry with joy and then perhaps do something very dangerous and life-threatening, just to make sure I'm still alive. Sound good?
Five: the cafeteria. My excitement for being done with dorm food is through the roof. Not that the food was bad; just the opposite. The food was absolutely delicious, which made it even more frightening. Endless amounts of food do not go over well with me. The staple here in Hawaii is rice. A carb. A nice, big, fat, carb. I want to throw up just thinking about the slices of pizza and bowls of cereal I consumed over the course of the semester. Ew, ew, ew. Hopefully marathon training balanced out the eating of the food (which it probably didn't). But this brings me to my next point...
Six: marathon training. So I used to like running. I would go out with my dog all the time and run like 2 miles and come back and feel so accomplished. After training for this marathon (specifically between Thanksgiving and the marathon itself) I realized I did not like running. Or more, the thought of getting ready to go spend three hours running was not a fun idea whatsoever. The aftermath of this whole thing is that now, 2 miles will never again be enough to a decent workout for me. If I don't spend at least 2 and a half or 3 hours running I will not be satisfied. And that's not okay.
I think I'm going to end this post with my favorite number, good-ole 7. Although the content is not as happy and lucky.
The seventh thing that I am not going to miss in Hawaii, is the feeling I experienced while my dog was sick and eventually passed. I'm not going to drag on about how sad and depressing it was, because you already know about it, but it still was the worst feeling knowing I was so far away and couldn't do anything about it, much less say goodbye to my best friend.
On that awful note, I will be boarding a plane in a few hours to come back home! I'll still post another blog post or two after I land. But my time in Hawaii is pau. It's sad, but I can't wait to see everyone back home!
UPDATE! Don't know how I forgot to mention a few little gems.
Cockroaches were absolutely disgusting while I was in Hawaii, and shall not be missed back home. Also, back to the topic of school-related issues, the maintenence men/people at UH were way more concerned with the outer appearance of the campus as opposed to things that actually need work done, like toilets that had been out of order since September and nobody got around to it. I get that it's a beautiful campus and all, but come on people, get your priorities together. Don't spend your time raking a few stray leaves on the ground.