x-mas or bust!
i took mr. yao back to g'ville today, which of course meant a customary visit to campus, even though i swore i would never go back except to kidnap portia.
it was sufficiently awkward at first: being tackled by marquis bias, having strange juniors hug me as if i actually liked them, trying not to stick out of the general populace (which is hard to do if you look somewhat normal, as i did with my business casual and clumsy six-foot-two-with-heels self) and seeing only the teachers i wanted to see.
but george kissed my face and dana almost cried. so then it was better. i love having these wonderous adults in my life, for they are perfect and will make great recommendations one day.
i think school's been over long enough now, or maybe it's this painful growing up, that's made me realize that i don't want to ever go back to school there again, as in beig a student. visiting is nice enough, for nearly all of my favorite people in the world to be in one buidling at once, but i can't imagine reversing all of the things i've done just to be misearble again. i think my feelings about that experience are marked down as 'good' as well as 'finished'
i'm not especially concerned about the holiday's this year, as i'll be working full time (come to jc penny in the burg if you ever have the time!) but i am terribly excited about the next two months--the changes, the new things, the starting over. so, now you almost know my thanksgiving wish.
it was sufficiently awkward at first: being tackled by marquis bias, having strange juniors hug me as if i actually liked them, trying not to stick out of the general populace (which is hard to do if you look somewhat normal, as i did with my business casual and clumsy six-foot-two-with-heels self) and seeing only the teachers i wanted to see.
but george kissed my face and dana almost cried. so then it was better. i love having these wonderous adults in my life, for they are perfect and will make great recommendations one day.
i think school's been over long enough now, or maybe it's this painful growing up, that's made me realize that i don't want to ever go back to school there again, as in beig a student. visiting is nice enough, for nearly all of my favorite people in the world to be in one buidling at once, but i can't imagine reversing all of the things i've done just to be misearble again. i think my feelings about that experience are marked down as 'good' as well as 'finished'
i'm not especially concerned about the holiday's this year, as i'll be working full time (come to jc penny in the burg if you ever have the time!) but i am terribly excited about the next two months--the changes, the new things, the starting over. so, now you almost know my thanksgiving wish.