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Just came from my first meeting with Dr. Whitney, my new advisor. He's maybe 60, with scraggly hair on a balding head and thick, shaded glasses. One of his eyes is swollen, and both eyes jitter back and forth disconcertingly (I forget the medical term for that- I learned it once from "House") when he looks at you. He wasn't much help- just took my unofficial transcript and said he wanted to take his time in looking it over so that he wouldn't miss anything. He did say he'd e-mail me, though, so maybe that'll help. I'll go see my Linguistics advisor in the meantime.
Went to church yesterday and was positively flooded with hugs (and mauled by a few small children with Webkinz). It was excellently good to see everyone. It was such a sunny and bright day that I spent the afternoon sprawled in the grass in the backyard (Leo Sr tried to squirt me out the window with the tap) or leaning against the tree trunk when it got too hot. I also spent nearly an hour up in the tree, writing a letter to Grammy. The only part I couldn't put in thr letter was that I was in a tree while writing it...
Justin, Chris and Jen came over later, and they and Leo and Jerry and I went to the Nature Park with snacks and fed the squirrels (including one incredibly fat grey squirrel) at the lookout. We got a movie after. It was supposed to be about a boy growing up in a slum and rising above it all to become a photographer, but it was mostly about drug dealing and people getting shot or shooting others. I happily missed the end of it when Mom called.
Haven't been homesick since Thursday, and I don't really expect to be, now. I am glad to be back, and I'm getting used to it. My little room isn't quite as small as it was last year because I have a fold-up chair now and even a dresser! (We hardly thought it would be appropriate for me to knock on Jerry's door across the hall each morning and say, "Excuse me! Can I please come in and get my underwear?")
Today is "Let's-get-a-million-things-done-all-at-once" day. I have to pay tuition, buy a book, do some stuff for Christian Fellowship, e-mail a few people, read some papers for linguistics and get to group discipleship. Busy, busy, busy. But good.
Went to church yesterday and was positively flooded with hugs (and mauled by a few small children with Webkinz). It was excellently good to see everyone. It was such a sunny and bright day that I spent the afternoon sprawled in the grass in the backyard (Leo Sr tried to squirt me out the window with the tap) or leaning against the tree trunk when it got too hot. I also spent nearly an hour up in the tree, writing a letter to Grammy. The only part I couldn't put in thr letter was that I was in a tree while writing it...
Justin, Chris and Jen came over later, and they and Leo and Jerry and I went to the Nature Park with snacks and fed the squirrels (including one incredibly fat grey squirrel) at the lookout. We got a movie after. It was supposed to be about a boy growing up in a slum and rising above it all to become a photographer, but it was mostly about drug dealing and people getting shot or shooting others. I happily missed the end of it when Mom called.
Haven't been homesick since Thursday, and I don't really expect to be, now. I am glad to be back, and I'm getting used to it. My little room isn't quite as small as it was last year because I have a fold-up chair now and even a dresser! (We hardly thought it would be appropriate for me to knock on Jerry's door across the hall each morning and say, "Excuse me! Can I please come in and get my underwear?")
Today is "Let's-get-a-million-things-done-all-at-once" day. I have to pay tuition, buy a book, do some stuff for Christian Fellowship, e-mail a few people, read some papers for linguistics and get to group discipleship. Busy, busy, busy. But good.