What a day!!
Okay, so today started off well. Dr. McCane told me that I'm doing very well in Greek, and that he holds I'll continue my languages studies, and not just in Greek. I also got an A on my Greek test.
Then we (the Women in Religion class and myself) went to hear Elizabeth Schussler Fiorenza speak, which was really very interesting. But, then, just as she was about to stop speaking, Freckles phone rang. Of course, she didn't answer it, but, when she checked her voice mail, it turned out that the call had been from my mother.
So, I called my mother back to find out that yet another crisis, well, it's really the continuation of an old crisis, has hit my family. Since I don't want to bore everyone with the confusing, and involved, soap opera that is my family, I won't go into the details; let's just say it's not good (I think that is the biggest understatement I have ever made in my life.) Needless to say, I was a little upset. My loving roommate escorted me outside Furman's student center where I had a nice vent/scream session, but the rest of our field trip was pretty much ruined for me. I drowned my sorrows in peanut butter pie from Stax Omega, and started planning a massive cleaning session and a long phone call with Darrell when he got out of class.
Imagine my surprise when we walked into Andrews to find Nyla, and Darrell. I have an amazing boyfriend. He got out of class early, and since, as of today, we've been dating three months, he came to surprise me, but I was still in Greenville. Luckily, Nyla is a wonderful woman, and she kept him company for about an hour, until I returned. My evening improved. I got to spend time with Darrell, a wonderful way to help me cope. We went to Longhorn, (fried cheesecake is amazing) and. . .well. . .we did other things as well ; ) It was exactly what I needed. While I'm still upset about everything that's going on at home, it was nice to be held, told that I was loved, and that he would be there for me, no matter what. It made a rotten situation seem a little brighter.
So today started, and ended, well; it was just the middle that sucked. Hopefully, tomorrow will be slightly less eventful.
Then we (the Women in Religion class and myself) went to hear Elizabeth Schussler Fiorenza speak, which was really very interesting. But, then, just as she was about to stop speaking, Freckles phone rang. Of course, she didn't answer it, but, when she checked her voice mail, it turned out that the call had been from my mother.
So, I called my mother back to find out that yet another crisis, well, it's really the continuation of an old crisis, has hit my family. Since I don't want to bore everyone with the confusing, and involved, soap opera that is my family, I won't go into the details; let's just say it's not good (I think that is the biggest understatement I have ever made in my life.) Needless to say, I was a little upset. My loving roommate escorted me outside Furman's student center where I had a nice vent/scream session, but the rest of our field trip was pretty much ruined for me. I drowned my sorrows in peanut butter pie from Stax Omega, and started planning a massive cleaning session and a long phone call with Darrell when he got out of class.
Imagine my surprise when we walked into Andrews to find Nyla, and Darrell. I have an amazing boyfriend. He got out of class early, and since, as of today, we've been dating three months, he came to surprise me, but I was still in Greenville. Luckily, Nyla is a wonderful woman, and she kept him company for about an hour, until I returned. My evening improved. I got to spend time with Darrell, a wonderful way to help me cope. We went to Longhorn, (fried cheesecake is amazing) and. . .well. . .we did other things as well ; ) It was exactly what I needed. While I'm still upset about everything that's going on at home, it was nice to be held, told that I was loved, and that he would be there for me, no matter what. It made a rotten situation seem a little brighter.
So today started, and ended, well; it was just the middle that sucked. Hopefully, tomorrow will be slightly less eventful.