I don't know what to do with myself
I am fairly certain Susan comes back right around the time Claire leaves. I think there is a one or two day period in between where I may actually be on the Main Line alone. But thank Darwin it isn't for long. However, if my plan of working and perhaps hanging with the juniors (who should blow off studying for midterms) fails, I just took a trip to two libraries and checked out 8 DVDs and 9 CDs. I'm thinking I'll make do.
People always say it's so "weird" or "hard" coming back home for the first time. Thanksgiving break was nothing. It took me about three seconds after I stepped foot in my house to get used to the normal-sized fridge, three TVs, wireless, my car, and of course my family/cat. But four days hardly counts as a break.
I've been off campus for exactly four weeks and I have a week and a half left at home before I go back (maybe less, depending on my ride.) I like being at home without homework. It makes the idea of home what it should be, relaxing. I messed up my room as much as it was last year with my clothes strewn all over the place and books littering the floor. There have only been two days since I got back from Paris when I haven't been out with friends. The first I spent with my eyes fixated on an ANTM marathon, the second was yesterday where I spent all but two hours of the day and six hours of the night in bed. I would feel guilty not spending more time with my family but they don't let me spend time with them so I don't feel that bad.
Things I've enjoyed doing at home with friends:
- hanging out with my girls in someone's basement till 3 a.m./+ when I decide I should go because I have work the next morning at 9.
- playing Apples to Apples and stereotyping our friends.
- playing Taboo and raping the guys we hang with.
- talking late enough into the night when everything becomes funny.
- proving that tired secrets are just as fun as drunk secrets.
- dominating the conversation by talking about Project Runway and ANTM, pissing off the Penn kdis and other guys we hang with. "The sad thing is, now when I go back I'll know what the girls are talking about. It'll be so embarrassing."
- nicknaming Stuart Bullen's friends.
- telling stories about roommates and/or cRaZY friends.
- doing a double-feature on discount and deciding on the drive to Minella's that we should only ever see movies in such a fashion from now on.
- spending way less time at Minella's than we did over the summer.
- going to RAGAVAN's house for the first time. Whoa.
- watching movies in Claire's basement.
- going to Condom Kingdom two days in a row. Finding out that Maoz is actually delicious, not grosser than gross.
- having a Y-Dance reunion. 5th graders--not a fan.
- gossiping about who has what STD and who's turned promiscuous.
- things of that nature.
Luckily, there hasn't been anyone I've fallen out of touch with who matters. There have been a few people I wish I kept in contact with better throughout the semester but no severed friendships and I'm hoping to keep it that way.
So coming back: not weird, not hard.