Friday Five
1. My body sucks sometimes. I can tell I'm nearing a crash-point. Wounds are cropping up, and I'm achey. I don't have to go anywhere tomorrow, so hopefully I can recharge. i really want a hot bath, but cannot have one until I get a place. There's a lot of things I want but cannot have until I get a place. Therefore I am looking for a place.
2. My thoughts on the above place looking are sundry, and mostly have to do with wanting to repress how much of a god-damned princess I am. Fact: I hate sharing bathrooms worse than I hate just about anything in the world. I am only slightly better about kitchens, so it's looking like studio unless the place I look at on Sunday where I have my own bathroom is stellar. I want Cambridge, but know that I should be practical and stay on the green line.
3. I've had two really good weeks, and I'm hoping to keep that up. As the weather moves into Fall (please God) and things get slippery and dark out there I'm going to have to concentrate, not get cocky, keep my bearings. Even as I get a life keep an eye on my body. Do the best I can to keep it from betraying me again. Today is one year from when I really started to get sick/swelling from the infection. October is when I got sick freshman year too. I need to get through October.
4. I still feel....different in class. In the program. Not as sure of how I fit in, but we all have such different backgrounds. I'm a loner by necessity, and I'm trying to connect. I suppose it will just take time. I did well on my first paper, so that's promising. There's so many of us in my crit class it's hard to get a reading. Also bizarre that I think of sixteen or so people as many, but to me it is. I had larger classes at Ogle, of course, but not the fundamental ones. I love Writing. It's making me realize a lot about what I do and how I do it. More and more I think it's where my heart lies.
5. As I predicted, I don't miss home nearly as much here as I did in Atlanta. I miss my family, sure, and Baby Brother particularly, but I'm doing okay. I miss my friends so much, but I'm doing all right. At my own pace I can get where I need to go, do what I want. I don't make myself keep up with anyone, and it makes a world of difference.
Balancing body and life. It's a full-time job.
2. My thoughts on the above place looking are sundry, and mostly have to do with wanting to repress how much of a god-damned princess I am. Fact: I hate sharing bathrooms worse than I hate just about anything in the world. I am only slightly better about kitchens, so it's looking like studio unless the place I look at on Sunday where I have my own bathroom is stellar. I want Cambridge, but know that I should be practical and stay on the green line.
3. I've had two really good weeks, and I'm hoping to keep that up. As the weather moves into Fall (please God) and things get slippery and dark out there I'm going to have to concentrate, not get cocky, keep my bearings. Even as I get a life keep an eye on my body. Do the best I can to keep it from betraying me again. Today is one year from when I really started to get sick/swelling from the infection. October is when I got sick freshman year too. I need to get through October.
4. I still feel....different in class. In the program. Not as sure of how I fit in, but we all have such different backgrounds. I'm a loner by necessity, and I'm trying to connect. I suppose it will just take time. I did well on my first paper, so that's promising. There's so many of us in my crit class it's hard to get a reading. Also bizarre that I think of sixteen or so people as many, but to me it is. I had larger classes at Ogle, of course, but not the fundamental ones. I love Writing. It's making me realize a lot about what I do and how I do it. More and more I think it's where my heart lies.
5. As I predicted, I don't miss home nearly as much here as I did in Atlanta. I miss my family, sure, and Baby Brother particularly, but I'm doing okay. I miss my friends so much, but I'm doing all right. At my own pace I can get where I need to go, do what I want. I don't make myself keep up with anyone, and it makes a world of difference.
Balancing body and life. It's a full-time job.