some things
it's 1am and i cant seem to sign off. im always drawn back to this vile internet thing by some other lure, whether that's replying to one more email that has piled up over the past month....or responding to one for AIM conversation. or becoming distracted by some pretty picture.
my head is aching terribly....staring at the base of neck to the front of my head and into my temples behind my eyes. and i can feel an ear infection coming on again. this will be the 5th. so much more a neurology appointment before leaving.
i have found myself trying to mentally prepare for being back at Gordon, but i have no idea how to do so. i just spent the last semester in Africa and i hardly remember what that meant to me. and i miss my Gordon friends terribly, but those first few days/weeks of moving in and trying to become situated again are going to be somewhat excrutiating. and i need to come to terms with that. but, in many ways it will be a blast relaying african stories to people who actually have an interest in hearing them!! and to be with people who have actually been there. crazy.
i was strangely (not surprisingly, though) warmed by most recent email from blake which he wrote from a library in orange county, where i'm sure he spends his days studying. he wants to start our "pen pal correspondence" on Thomas Merton. i told him i was down. my relationship with him is definitely one i am excited about keeping up, considering we both really learned a lot from eachother.
we went to his going away party in georgetown on thursday night. once again, we were surrounded by ivy leaguers, princeton undergrads and a ton of med and law students at places like upenn and georgetown. yikes. "i go to gordon college...?" haha! but, sweet blake was so excited to see us and essentially hung out with us for the night. we even got to listen to keith urban one last time.
he stealithly handed me a letter that he had put inside a book i'd lent him and i read it on the way home. it was incredibly affirming and kind, written all nicely on princeton letterhead. seems like we felt mutual, innocent affection for one another in terms of what we learned and how well we communicated. thankfully, it looks like that communication hasnt ended.
anyway.....time ticks on. gordon in a few.
my head is aching terribly....staring at the base of neck to the front of my head and into my temples behind my eyes. and i can feel an ear infection coming on again. this will be the 5th. so much more a neurology appointment before leaving.
i have found myself trying to mentally prepare for being back at Gordon, but i have no idea how to do so. i just spent the last semester in Africa and i hardly remember what that meant to me. and i miss my Gordon friends terribly, but those first few days/weeks of moving in and trying to become situated again are going to be somewhat excrutiating. and i need to come to terms with that. but, in many ways it will be a blast relaying african stories to people who actually have an interest in hearing them!! and to be with people who have actually been there. crazy.
i was strangely (not surprisingly, though) warmed by most recent email from blake which he wrote from a library in orange county, where i'm sure he spends his days studying. he wants to start our "pen pal correspondence" on Thomas Merton. i told him i was down. my relationship with him is definitely one i am excited about keeping up, considering we both really learned a lot from eachother.
we went to his going away party in georgetown on thursday night. once again, we were surrounded by ivy leaguers, princeton undergrads and a ton of med and law students at places like upenn and georgetown. yikes. "i go to gordon college...?" haha! but, sweet blake was so excited to see us and essentially hung out with us for the night. we even got to listen to keith urban one last time.
he stealithly handed me a letter that he had put inside a book i'd lent him and i read it on the way home. it was incredibly affirming and kind, written all nicely on princeton letterhead. seems like we felt mutual, innocent affection for one another in terms of what we learned and how well we communicated. thankfully, it looks like that communication hasnt ended.
anyway.....time ticks on. gordon in a few.