Dorm Room

So just to give everyone a little update, I am completely moved into my dorm, and absolutely loving it. I feel right at home here and the campus and people are amazing. My roommate seems great and everything couldn't be more wonderful! The best part is I feel like I'm already home. In fact, my room here seems more like home than my room in my house, which could be due to the fact that all my stuff is now here and my room at my house is fairly bare.

Another great thing about my college is that everyone that I've met is really nice and very happy. I think I'm going to enjoy it here.

More later!

Holy S***

Holy s***, is it really my last night at home? It's a very strange feeling to realize you won't be sleeping in your own bed again until October. I'm leaving tomorrow, and have barely anything packed. There's tons of laundry to be done, plenty that must be packed in boxes, and my room is an absolute mess!! What on earth am I going to do? It looks like I have a long night ahead of me. Wish me luck!

A Day and a Half to Remember

The last day and a half were absolutely fantastic. The first memorable half a day started with a trip to an outdoor saltwater pool by the Sound, and to make it even better, it was raining! Though there was a bit of complaining from the older ones on the walk to the pool, we all had a blast once in the warm salty water. Mom, Dad, Brooks, Tamerlane, and I all enjoyed splashing and swimming around, and even managed to get out of the water long enough to go off the diving board a few times. It was an absolute blast. After swimming we had a very wet walk back to the car, and headed straight to Brooks and Tamerlane's house for some dry clothes. Then it was back home for some sweatpants, slippers, and a warm bath robe. Then we cuddled up with some yummy picodilla, ginger snap cookies, chocolate cookies, and I hoarded some delicious lavender ice cream (my favorite!) and popped in the movie Say Anything. After taking Brooks and Tamerlane home, it was off to bed.

The next day began with a morning drive with my mom in our bathrobes to Golden Gardens to look out at the grey skies and water. I drank sweet peppermint tea and read my book as my mom relaxed. Then it was off to Taco del Mar for some burritos. On the way home we saw this little old man trying to cross the street, and the cross walk light turned red, and he promptly yelled "God Dammit!" Thankfully with the help of a man in the car behind us he made it safely across the street. After we got home we changed into our workout clothes and went shopping. We finally bought some sheets, and got most of our shopping done. Then it was time to decide to skip Jazzercise and I planned to make dinner. Brooks and Tamerlane accepted out invitation over, despite not feeling well, and I made some kick-ass vegetarian Matzah Ball Soup (with chicken broth as an option for the meat eaters) and ended up having to make another batch, due to popular demand. We popped in the X-Files and watched episodes "Kaddish" and "How the Ghosts Stole Christmas." After that it was time to take Brooks and Tamerlane home, where we said our warm goodbyes. Altogether it was a perfect day.

Three Days

It looks like there are only three days separating me from college. It's really a scary feeling, and things haven't been going very well at home. My mom and I have been at each other's throats, and we haven't been fighting about anything important either. We'll find that we are screaming at each other over something stupid like a bathing suit or a department store. We're also both exhausted. All I really want to do is sleep. I don't even have the energy to obsess over the X-Files or Doctor Who. Instead, I'll sit around and freak out about which laundry detergent I should buy, or whether the cream puff stand will still be open at the market, because I really shouldn't have another one. It's these little things that don't matter that seem exceptionally magnified at the moment, so I can only wonder what it will be like when I actually get to college. I almost just want to be there now to avoid any more issues, and I have to keep telling myself that things will be better when I get settled into college life.

Three short little days.

17 Days and Counting

Well it looks like I'm headed off to college in two and a half weeks which means I'm going to have to start looking for a new job. It seems an exceptionally daunting task, especially seeing how lucky I was getting my first job. Getting my current job, working as an assistant for an immigration attorney, was extremely easy because my mother works in the same office. Thankfully it has provided me with a lot of experience and something that will look fabulous on a resume. However now I've found that I actually have to put together, not to mention send out this resume, and I'm terribly afraid that I won't get hired anywhere.

On a brighter note, I've registered for all of my classes. This semester I will be taking:
Development of the U.S. 1607-1877 (my idea of HEAVEN)
Intermediate Spanish
Shakespeare (His earlier plays, I believe)
Antiquity and Modernity

I'm super excited, and have 2 classes three days a week, and 3 classes 2 days a week, so that should be a nice change from 6 classes, 5 days a week. Not to mention, I hand picked 3 out of 4 of my classes, and the one that I didn't pick, I'm super excited for anyway. College life is going to be good :).

That Cheating Bastard

After nearly 18 years of marriage, he got up and walked away, all for a woman named "Didi."

Now all that is left is a bleeding family, some broken hearts, and a world of hurt.

When everything seemed so perfect it is impossible to understand how things went so terribly wrong.

I will never again hear him call up the stairs to his loving wife, or feel like his second daughter in their home.

So for now, the neighbor girl stands and watches what she knew so well fall apart while being forever pulled away to see what her future holds.

Two years ago I left them, but as I leave for college, the memory of that second home will never leave me.