I'm here
I haven't updated from home for a while now. I'm back home, or what will seem like home hopefully soon. It seems several other people are having the same problem as me to adjusting back to home, and I have no idea what is making it seem like it's not really like I'm back at the same place. Well, actually, I do have some ideas.
1. My mom reorganized everything in my room and drawers. I can't find anything. Last night I had changed into pajamas and put my clothes away where they used to go (in the dark) and this morning my mom took me around on a grand tour of my room showing where my shirt was SUPPOSED to go, and which drawer I SHOULD put my bra in.
2. Construction going on in the back and on the roof. Yes. It's EXACTLY like being back at Shoreland, except my mom eagerly opted for the construction workers to come back at 7 AM instead of 8 AM. WHY??? CAN I NOT GET AWAY FROM HAMMERING FOR A SOLID MONTH??? So if anyone wants to go for an early breakfast, I'm up for it.
3. Where are the new rugs from ebay? I almost asked my mom where her favorite pasttime went to, but then tonight I found a new rug on the doorsteps waiting to be opened. At least one thing is as it used to be.
4. Well, I guess 3 would indicate that everything is as it used to be. So I'm left with only feeling out of place, which will go away after a while.
Today was a fun day. Well, the morning was spent dusting (which is my least favorite cleaning-related chore) and flipping mattresses and things. Then in the afternoon I went to hang out with SHIKHA!!! It was soooo nice to see her again (you again, Shikha). Went to look around at the mall (don't snicker), then Whole Foods and Trader Joes, and the like. Being around Shikha makes me wonder what would have happened if I would have gone to Berkeley. No use thinking about that, though, because then I would not have met people such as...Michael Siemen. Or...Mike Dahl (I've no idea how to write his last name). Overall, I'm really happy with Chicago, and the school, and everything, indicated by the fact that I didn't really want to leave to come back here for winter break. But now that I'm here, I can tell I won't want to go back. That's fault number 2000000000 for Adrianne: she can get used to anything, even if it's not the greatest (ok, being home has the potential to be great), and then not want it to change. Huh, that characteristic did not fit my train of thought, but you know what I mean.
Now, I'm looking forward to my car being fixed. I'm a spoiled brat, I know, but when my mom decided to play a "joke" on me and told me she had sold the car, I was speechless, I felt like I had been punched in the stomach, and I was all "...what am I going to do NOW???"
Anyway, I'm going to pick up my mom from work now.
1. My mom reorganized everything in my room and drawers. I can't find anything. Last night I had changed into pajamas and put my clothes away where they used to go (in the dark) and this morning my mom took me around on a grand tour of my room showing where my shirt was SUPPOSED to go, and which drawer I SHOULD put my bra in.
2. Construction going on in the back and on the roof. Yes. It's EXACTLY like being back at Shoreland, except my mom eagerly opted for the construction workers to come back at 7 AM instead of 8 AM. WHY??? CAN I NOT GET AWAY FROM HAMMERING FOR A SOLID MONTH??? So if anyone wants to go for an early breakfast, I'm up for it.
3. Where are the new rugs from ebay? I almost asked my mom where her favorite pasttime went to, but then tonight I found a new rug on the doorsteps waiting to be opened. At least one thing is as it used to be.
4. Well, I guess 3 would indicate that everything is as it used to be. So I'm left with only feeling out of place, which will go away after a while.
Today was a fun day. Well, the morning was spent dusting (which is my least favorite cleaning-related chore) and flipping mattresses and things. Then in the afternoon I went to hang out with SHIKHA!!! It was soooo nice to see her again (you again, Shikha). Went to look around at the mall (don't snicker), then Whole Foods and Trader Joes, and the like. Being around Shikha makes me wonder what would have happened if I would have gone to Berkeley. No use thinking about that, though, because then I would not have met people such as...Michael Siemen. Or...Mike Dahl (I've no idea how to write his last name). Overall, I'm really happy with Chicago, and the school, and everything, indicated by the fact that I didn't really want to leave to come back here for winter break. But now that I'm here, I can tell I won't want to go back. That's fault number 2000000000 for Adrianne: she can get used to anything, even if it's not the greatest (ok, being home has the potential to be great), and then not want it to change. Huh, that characteristic did not fit my train of thought, but you know what I mean.
Now, I'm looking forward to my car being fixed. I'm a spoiled brat, I know, but when my mom decided to play a "joke" on me and told me she had sold the car, I was speechless, I felt like I had been punched in the stomach, and I was all "...what am I going to do NOW???"
Anyway, I'm going to pick up my mom from work now.