And then there was one...
Well, two if you count the cat.
My parents are gone and the house is mine. It's lovely, really, with every room creating a different mood. As soon as I get a camera, I'll be sure to take pictures and post them. I'll also see if I can get some of the campus, so ya'll know why I came up here in the first place. Also, I'll ask you to forgive me my acquired accent when I call to update everyone in the coming weeks. I just know that the twang is going to come - I can feel it in my bones. And it feels country.
This week has been trying so far. I'll have everyone know that I did a Walmart sentence, making a trip with my mother 6 out of the 6 days that they were here, including the very first night that we got here. All told, a lot of money was spent and a lot of work was done, but I'm set up with all of the necessities, plus pictures on the walls and draperies on the windows. The rest will come with wear.
Started orientation stuff yesterday at GC&SU, doing two, two-hour spurts - one yesterday and one today. I have this weekend to rest and write (finally!) and then the hard stuff starts on Monday. I have a full day scheduled for Monday and a half day for Tuesday (all orientation stuff) and then Wednesday begins the Fall semester, where I'm taking three actual courses and working in the writing center (though I don't know my schedule just yet). I've got two workshops and one literature class and I'm a little worried about the fact that I haven't written in almost 6 months, but, other than that small fear, I'm more excited than ever to be at school.
Of course, the downside is that I don't really know anyone too well yet and, while I am getting to know more people in my program, I'm really started to realize the way that having an amazing support system of truly creative and wonderful people effects your life. So, while I can spit out tons of great things about my new place and the scenery and the good that a change of surroundings has done me, know that I miss every one of you more than I can say and that, in that moment when I'm alone and everything is quiet, I'm thinking of each and every one of you and wishing that you were here with me.
I love you guys. Thank you for being my support, even when I'm hundreds of miles away.
My parents are gone and the house is mine. It's lovely, really, with every room creating a different mood. As soon as I get a camera, I'll be sure to take pictures and post them. I'll also see if I can get some of the campus, so ya'll know why I came up here in the first place. Also, I'll ask you to forgive me my acquired accent when I call to update everyone in the coming weeks. I just know that the twang is going to come - I can feel it in my bones. And it feels country.
This week has been trying so far. I'll have everyone know that I did a Walmart sentence, making a trip with my mother 6 out of the 6 days that they were here, including the very first night that we got here. All told, a lot of money was spent and a lot of work was done, but I'm set up with all of the necessities, plus pictures on the walls and draperies on the windows. The rest will come with wear.
Started orientation stuff yesterday at GC&SU, doing two, two-hour spurts - one yesterday and one today. I have this weekend to rest and write (finally!) and then the hard stuff starts on Monday. I have a full day scheduled for Monday and a half day for Tuesday (all orientation stuff) and then Wednesday begins the Fall semester, where I'm taking three actual courses and working in the writing center (though I don't know my schedule just yet). I've got two workshops and one literature class and I'm a little worried about the fact that I haven't written in almost 6 months, but, other than that small fear, I'm more excited than ever to be at school.
Of course, the downside is that I don't really know anyone too well yet and, while I am getting to know more people in my program, I'm really started to realize the way that having an amazing support system of truly creative and wonderful people effects your life. So, while I can spit out tons of great things about my new place and the scenery and the good that a change of surroundings has done me, know that I miss every one of you more than I can say and that, in that moment when I'm alone and everything is quiet, I'm thinking of each and every one of you and wishing that you were here with me.
I love you guys. Thank you for being my support, even when I'm hundreds of miles away.