The most crash ever.

I don't know what to think right now. I'm not even sure if I AM capable of thought right now. Sorry if this post is completely incoherent and I come back and try to look at what I've posted tomorrow and realize I'm a crazy person and then delete it. This may just be word vomit.

CORE business plan? check. That motherfucker has been turned in (and when I was signing the cover page with my teammates, I felt like I should have been doing so in blood). Nonetheless, it is done. All that remains between me and a winter break of funsies is now giving a presentation on the business plan....and finals. But on the bright side? I'll be completely done in about two weeks. CORE will be behind me and the sun will shine brighter, the birds chirp sweeter and yada yada yada.

So what has CORE been like? What was this past week of hell (hell week, if you will) like?
One big long sleepless mindfuck. And just when you think you were doing well and you can escape the insanity? It comes back to punch you straight in the face. And then laugh at you. So my team did a pretty great job all semester but, like most teams, we had to live together to get the plan done in time for the last week. Which was fine--its part of the CORE experience. Didn't mind it...had some fun with them while we were at it. But what I DO mind is on the last day before the plan is due, the day we had planned to do NOTHING because we were done and I had edited ALL 65 PAGES OF THE PLAN MULTIPLE TIMES, one teammate decides it would be ok to open the document, read it, make change it, and then decide she wasn't comfortable turning it in yet. Not ok. SO not ok, I don't even have strong enough words for it. So there we are, waiting. waiting. waiting. for her to figure out what she wants to edit. She brings the plan to me and says: this is what I don't like. She points out a few TRIVIAL things. And then hands it to me. I look at her blankfaced and then I realize she doesn't know what she wants to change these parts to, but I am damn sure she expects me to do it. At this point? I left. I went home, showered, packed for break, and went back. I fixed the minor edits as well as correcting all the dumb edits she had screwed up. Basically, we got it in on time. We turned in a business plan I am proud of, but the level of stress and anger that I experienced last night is unlike anything I have ever felt before in my life. How can one person make an entire ten person's life a living hell? I dunno, ask her. Because we all wanted to kill her last night. YOU DON"T FUCK WITH THINGS LIKE THAT WHEN IT AFFECTS OTHER PEOPLE"S GRADES. I don't give a shit if you don't care about your own grade. Hand in the project late. That's al you. But I will be DAMNED if you think I spent a day and a half editing a document to make it flow eloquently and then I don't plan on handing it in on time so we get a kickass grade.

Fuck. You.
Wow...so that came off a little more angry than I had expected it to. But hey....I'm on a plane home right now, as Allen said, "I have reached the summit of Everest and have now only the trek down," and it's thanksgiving.

So I guess we'll end with what I'm thankful for:
8 teammates who didn't try to give me a brain aneurism yesterday
getting to see my family for a few days
Friends who are without a doubt the best people in the world
Fatakada--LOVE you guys and we have tons of work to do but it is going to be so much fun
Food....lots and lots of it....
Finally getting back in the gym now that this business plan is over :)

Just my thoughts
Radhi