Day 17

Today had an interesting start. I tossed and turned all night, couldn't rest my mind enough to sleep. When I finally did I had nothing but nightmares- and its true when they say the mind sorts the thoughts in sleep. I didn't dream about anything except what I was worried about. I clearly remember in one I had "finally gotten to sleep" and woke up exceedingly late. One of my new found friends was in my dorm room, at my computer, and I asked him how late I had slept. He told me 7. I panicked and asked if it was am or pm, when he gave me a funny look and said pm I jumped out of bed. You see in my dream I had that wedding event I told you I applied for a while back that started at 7. When I woke up it was 7:40 am on my clock, I was relieved but very disoriented. I was convinced it was Saturday (it was Thursday) and I had now idea why my room mate wanted to get up at 5 in the morning or why I had gone to bed so early the "Friday" night before.

Disappointed I didn't sleep in, or even get valuable sleep the time I was, I drug myself to the shower. When I returned to my dorm my cell rang reminding me I had to meet to learn more about Ben and Jerry. Luckily the ring was my partner saying he was going to be late- thank God, so was I. Oddly enough, I found more about Ben of the Ben and Jerry and felt my research accomplished- now all I have to do is read "Double Dipped" and I think I have accumulated enough information to fill a power point to my liking.

Lunch was interesting today. In the CIA we have a graduation every 3 weeks, as do we have new students. Thursday (today) and Friday the banquette is closed because the student staff is practicing for graduation. Monday we will not have school so new students may move in. My fellow fiends and I did not know this. We all made it, on time, to a very empty banquette room before heading back to Farquarson, the hall we normally eat dinner in. The hall was grander than it normally presents itself. The middle of the room was lined with table after table of all the different kitchens and classes preparing small tasting plates at the ready. Bread mounded on a table in the back to add majestic height and breath taking desserts outlined the edges of the hall.

Afterwords a friend and I wasted the rest of the day. She and I migrated from my dorm to the gym back to my dorm just girl talking and filling up time before class- I even caught caught up on my blog. Class came and I soaked up every word she provided- her knowledge and presentation is fascinating. However everything today was trivial until dinner.

Dinner, I foolishly thought, would be the same as everyday. I thought that until I saw lobster listed in the window. I swiped my card and stood in line- unfortunately it was a foolish move. I've never liked lobster, I don't think I've had it prepared right. Again, it was bland and over cooked- however, I could taste more of the natural sweetness the meat offers in comparison to the other lobster I've had. This gives me hope. The kitchen I received the lobster from has never impressed me, but given the chance another kitchen might prepare it and I get a delicious treat. Again I made my way into the Farquarson Hall and realized that the celebration was still going on. In my glowing happiness I gathered a few of the tasting plates from this display. I gathered sushi, tamales, and guacamole. I ate feeling as lucky as can be, cleansed my palate with some artisan bread, and adventured to the dessert booths. I stacked up pomegranate sorbet, chocolate-pistachio moose, and creme brulee. I was in heaven of gluttoness sin and joy.

Food safety came by and we got our tests back. I made a 92%, very proud of my grade. Class was delightful as we had group work and me and my group were anything but professional.

Night came and I feel compromised. I promised a friend I would make it to W.O.R.D (World of Random Dancing) that night but on my way to the evening I got caught up in a conversation with another friend. I do not regret staying for the conversation, I needed it, but I do regret promising my other friend I would go. I don't like feeling flaky, I just have a little too much on my plate right now.