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i cant help but think how ironic everything leading up to Katrina was.
not two days before we evacuated, i was talking to Laurel about how we never go to Bourbon and how we always just take it for granted. when jenn came we decided to go downtown. that was the last night i spent in new orleans, enjoying the things i never enjoy in the city.
three days before we left i was talking to elliott about starting school and he was telling me how excited he was for once. and how he felt like this year was his last fun year becuase next year he was going to be a senior. and how he wanted to be in college for as long as possible.
about a week before we left, emilia and i were talking about how amazing this year was going to be. and how this was going to be the best year ever because we had even more freedom than last year.
a week ago i felt invincble and unbelievable happy and excited.
now i feel confused, lost, and sort of alone.
i might be going to George Washington University for the fall semester. Im looking online for roommates. Thats where Elliott is going (hes the one who told me i should go there too), and i dont know if that makes it a good idea or just sort of weird. but i know people in the area, not to mention all of my family. so i could expiriance a new city but still have something to fall back on.
im also looking for apartments in philly. and am considering attending Temple or Drexel. that woul dbe really scary though, because i dont know ANYONE in philly. im not sure my balls are that big.
i just feel like maybe i should take advantage of this situation. I get to spend a semester at almost any school in any city i want (most schools are just accepting kids without even asking for their GPAs) so long as i can find a place to live. yes-- this is a tragedy. and yes-- i will want to get back to New Orleans as soon as possible. but i cant just sit here and be sad.
its not even about making up the credits, its about recovery and moving on and making the best of this situation.
not two days before we evacuated, i was talking to Laurel about how we never go to Bourbon and how we always just take it for granted. when jenn came we decided to go downtown. that was the last night i spent in new orleans, enjoying the things i never enjoy in the city.
three days before we left i was talking to elliott about starting school and he was telling me how excited he was for once. and how he felt like this year was his last fun year becuase next year he was going to be a senior. and how he wanted to be in college for as long as possible.
about a week before we left, emilia and i were talking about how amazing this year was going to be. and how this was going to be the best year ever because we had even more freedom than last year.
a week ago i felt invincble and unbelievable happy and excited.
now i feel confused, lost, and sort of alone.
i might be going to George Washington University for the fall semester. Im looking online for roommates. Thats where Elliott is going (hes the one who told me i should go there too), and i dont know if that makes it a good idea or just sort of weird. but i know people in the area, not to mention all of my family. so i could expiriance a new city but still have something to fall back on.
im also looking for apartments in philly. and am considering attending Temple or Drexel. that woul dbe really scary though, because i dont know ANYONE in philly. im not sure my balls are that big.
i just feel like maybe i should take advantage of this situation. I get to spend a semester at almost any school in any city i want (most schools are just accepting kids without even asking for their GPAs) so long as i can find a place to live. yes-- this is a tragedy. and yes-- i will want to get back to New Orleans as soon as possible. but i cant just sit here and be sad.
its not even about making up the credits, its about recovery and moving on and making the best of this situation.