home again
Hey, that was quick. :)
I'm back in the 757, safe and sound. Well... it's not exactly safe and no one would say I'm of sound mind, so maybe I should think of another way to say that...
Whatever. On the ride home Mom and I talked about homosexuality in general and personally. It was great fun, let me tell you. She said she wouldn't bring it up any more, so maybe I won't have to go through the wringer again anytime soon. She noticed the book in my room when Kim brought it back Sunday night (!). I can't tell if she looked through it or not, though. Still have no idea if Dad knows or not. His thumb looks disgusting, by the way. It got infected (by the strep virus going through our family at the time) about two weeks ago and it's all black and purple and just really gross looking.
It feels strange to be home. Kelsey came down with Mom, and I couldn't believe how much taller she'd grown. She's soooo cute. I bet all the boys at school have crushes on her. Ha. Apparently her boyfriend broke up with her recently. She was really upset because he told her friend that he only went out with her because he felt sorry for her. What?! If I ever find that punk I'll kick his scrawny middle-school butt! Grrrrr! But really! She's twelve! I definitely didn't want to have anything to do with guys at that age... 'Kay maybe I'm not the best person to use as a comparison, hahaha.
Lydia is taller and looks a little older, but she's still soooooo tiny. She weighs 38 pounds! She's like a little sprite, flitting around and shouting everything she says loudly and with MUCH EMPHASIS. OKAY, MEGAN? OKAY? =D
Whitney... still as crazy as ever. We had confession last night, hahaha. That child... good grief. Never a dull moment. Now she's got tons of drama going on with her best friend and the guys they're involved with. Personally, I think the whole situation is going to blow up in her face, but she assures me it's under control. She's still in the "I don't want to see, hear, or talk about it and I'll be fine" stage. She says her new goal for the summer is to get me to lose my virginity. Um, no thanks! It may sound naive and unrealistic, but I plan to wait until I'm married. Stop laughing.
I went in to Busch Gardens today to move my rehire orientation date up a week so I could start working sooner. Chatted with a guy who remembers me from cross country in high school. Kinda weird, but it made me feel good, hahaha. I am remembered! Yes! Okay, taking off the Helmet of Conceit now.
Also saw a girl who I swear changes her name every time I see her. We have to wear name tags and hers said, "Tari." Took me a good ten minutes to remember her name was Victoria. We ran track together in high school. The State Track meet is this weekend right here in town. I'm hoping I can get in to watch it, hopefully without paying... they charge ridiculous prices to watch people run in circles... haha.
Lydia is watching me right now. I still can't believe she can read so well. She's laughing. Okay, she ran off. The weather is nice right now, but it's only a matter of time before it remembers it's Newport News and therefore has to be at 90% humidity all the time. Agh.
I'm still remembering people I didn't get to say goodbye to before I left. That makes me sad... I have to have closure. Everyone thinks it's weird/stupid/pathetic/insert derogatory adjective here that I have to see people in person to say goodbye. "You could just call them! Or email!" No. I need physical contact, aka a hug. I've left a lot of people, and had a lot of people leave, and that's one of the ways I handle it...
In the car Mom was grousing again about how much STUFF I have, and how I'm such a packrat (self-admitted!), and I told her my theory that some things take on emotional significance from the sheer fact that they've survived so many moves and are still with me. I have stupid things like boxes of rocks and random nuts, bolts, and springs and walking sticks and other random things I can't remember right now that I want to keep just because I've had them for so long... does that make any sense? Fiona and Mandy, do you have any weird habits like that? I'm going to go through all my stuff this summer and throw out as much as possible, but I really do have a lot of things I want to save... I have memory boxes that I put programs, ticket stubs, letters, nametags, and other random items in that I guess I'll just have to haul around with me for the rest of my life. And of course there's my sugar box. Some of you have seen it. And laughed. The rest can laugh now: Yes, I collect sugar packets. Whenever I go out to eat with friends to a restaurant (or a fast food joint on car trips) I get a sugar packet and write the date, place, and who I'm with on it. I have almost a shoebox full dating back seven? years and probably half a dozen countries, if not more. So, go ahead and shake your head and say, "only you, Megan," because that's what everyone else has said, too. I know. I'm weird. I have accepted it and moved on. -blinks primly-
Speaking of which, talking/arguing with Mom definitely made me confused again and I had to think about things I'm not comfortable thinking about, like if I really am hardening my heart against God and what the Bible really says. I keep telling her I'm still looking for answers, and she replied, "Yes, but if you get an answer you don't want, will you change or will you just ignore it and continue with what you're doing?" Hard question. I have been looking at things through a lens of what I want to hear/see/find. I honestly don't know if I could objectively face an answer that I really don't want to accept and change myself. Like I've said to Isaac, God is definitely a part of my life, and I can't hold on to conflicting definitions of who I think He is. Lots to think about.
I know this was long and not fun, but I'm too lazy to do an LJ cut and I'm kind of in a serious frame of mind these days... yeah...
Keep me updated with what's going on in your lives! I miss my Furman friends already. :( People I might be able to see soon: I can't wait! Others: who are you and why are you reading this? Hahaha.
Love you guys!
I'm back in the 757, safe and sound. Well... it's not exactly safe and no one would say I'm of sound mind, so maybe I should think of another way to say that...
Whatever. On the ride home Mom and I talked about homosexuality in general and personally. It was great fun, let me tell you. She said she wouldn't bring it up any more, so maybe I won't have to go through the wringer again anytime soon. She noticed the book in my room when Kim brought it back Sunday night (!). I can't tell if she looked through it or not, though. Still have no idea if Dad knows or not. His thumb looks disgusting, by the way. It got infected (by the strep virus going through our family at the time) about two weeks ago and it's all black and purple and just really gross looking.
It feels strange to be home. Kelsey came down with Mom, and I couldn't believe how much taller she'd grown. She's soooo cute. I bet all the boys at school have crushes on her. Ha. Apparently her boyfriend broke up with her recently. She was really upset because he told her friend that he only went out with her because he felt sorry for her. What?! If I ever find that punk I'll kick his scrawny middle-school butt! Grrrrr! But really! She's twelve! I definitely didn't want to have anything to do with guys at that age... 'Kay maybe I'm not the best person to use as a comparison, hahaha.
Lydia is taller and looks a little older, but she's still soooooo tiny. She weighs 38 pounds! She's like a little sprite, flitting around and shouting everything she says loudly and with MUCH EMPHASIS. OKAY, MEGAN? OKAY? =D
Whitney... still as crazy as ever. We had confession last night, hahaha. That child... good grief. Never a dull moment. Now she's got tons of drama going on with her best friend and the guys they're involved with. Personally, I think the whole situation is going to blow up in her face, but she assures me it's under control. She's still in the "I don't want to see, hear, or talk about it and I'll be fine" stage. She says her new goal for the summer is to get me to lose my virginity. Um, no thanks! It may sound naive and unrealistic, but I plan to wait until I'm married. Stop laughing.
I went in to Busch Gardens today to move my rehire orientation date up a week so I could start working sooner. Chatted with a guy who remembers me from cross country in high school. Kinda weird, but it made me feel good, hahaha. I am remembered! Yes! Okay, taking off the Helmet of Conceit now.
Also saw a girl who I swear changes her name every time I see her. We have to wear name tags and hers said, "Tari." Took me a good ten minutes to remember her name was Victoria. We ran track together in high school. The State Track meet is this weekend right here in town. I'm hoping I can get in to watch it, hopefully without paying... they charge ridiculous prices to watch people run in circles... haha.
Lydia is watching me right now. I still can't believe she can read so well. She's laughing. Okay, she ran off. The weather is nice right now, but it's only a matter of time before it remembers it's Newport News and therefore has to be at 90% humidity all the time. Agh.
I'm still remembering people I didn't get to say goodbye to before I left. That makes me sad... I have to have closure. Everyone thinks it's weird/stupid/pathetic/insert derogatory adjective here that I have to see people in person to say goodbye. "You could just call them! Or email!" No. I need physical contact, aka a hug. I've left a lot of people, and had a lot of people leave, and that's one of the ways I handle it...
In the car Mom was grousing again about how much STUFF I have, and how I'm such a packrat (self-admitted!), and I told her my theory that some things take on emotional significance from the sheer fact that they've survived so many moves and are still with me. I have stupid things like boxes of rocks and random nuts, bolts, and springs and walking sticks and other random things I can't remember right now that I want to keep just because I've had them for so long... does that make any sense? Fiona and Mandy, do you have any weird habits like that? I'm going to go through all my stuff this summer and throw out as much as possible, but I really do have a lot of things I want to save... I have memory boxes that I put programs, ticket stubs, letters, nametags, and other random items in that I guess I'll just have to haul around with me for the rest of my life. And of course there's my sugar box. Some of you have seen it. And laughed. The rest can laugh now: Yes, I collect sugar packets. Whenever I go out to eat with friends to a restaurant (or a fast food joint on car trips) I get a sugar packet and write the date, place, and who I'm with on it. I have almost a shoebox full dating back seven? years and probably half a dozen countries, if not more. So, go ahead and shake your head and say, "only you, Megan," because that's what everyone else has said, too. I know. I'm weird. I have accepted it and moved on. -blinks primly-
Speaking of which, talking/arguing with Mom definitely made me confused again and I had to think about things I'm not comfortable thinking about, like if I really am hardening my heart against God and what the Bible really says. I keep telling her I'm still looking for answers, and she replied, "Yes, but if you get an answer you don't want, will you change or will you just ignore it and continue with what you're doing?" Hard question. I have been looking at things through a lens of what I want to hear/see/find. I honestly don't know if I could objectively face an answer that I really don't want to accept and change myself. Like I've said to Isaac, God is definitely a part of my life, and I can't hold on to conflicting definitions of who I think He is. Lots to think about.
I know this was long and not fun, but I'm too lazy to do an LJ cut and I'm kind of in a serious frame of mind these days... yeah...
Keep me updated with what's going on in your lives! I miss my Furman friends already. :( People I might be able to see soon: I can't wait! Others: who are you and why are you reading this? Hahaha.
Love you guys!