J-Rock Again.
Jarrettville, J-Ville, The Homeland, J-Rock.... back again.
...Mixed feelings....
When I left yesterday I went into dorky-locked-in-her-dormroom-alone-death-cab-for-cutie mode and started crying after I hugged everyone and walked down the hall. I didn't want to cry, but I did. I really didn't think I would cry...but I did. I went down the stairs, Chris followed me down and gave me another hug. Pretended I wasn't still sad, walked outside, starting crying again. Sobbed past the bridge... Dad finally chimes in: "Who wants iceeecreammm??" We go to Nutters. I sit outside on the bench I sat on with everyone the other night. I ate a big soft icecream cone. And like a good 5 year old, I stopped crying.
I wanted to stay up the entire car ride home, since my parents made fun of me for staying up all night, but, I fell asleep after Fredrick. As it turns out, X-Men doesn't keep me up without sleep. Ho-hum.
I found my room covered with tons and tons of crap when I got back. I don't understand how all this stuff fit ANYWHERE. I went into pyscho-organizer mode and ripped my room to shreds... 6 bags for goodwill and 7 of trash so far i think...and i'm not quite done unpacking. I'm realizing what a luxerious life I lead. Although I wasn't finished, I stopped for the night and ate mac and cheese for dinner. I talked to Dani on the phone. I fell asleep on the sofa watching Dateline. Mom woke me up at 11, I walked upstairs and went to sleep in my bed with my kitty. It felt really nice. Then I remembered being home wasn't so bad.
Today, I did nothing and it's been wonderful. I'm still in my PJs and watched the Price is Right. I attempted to finish unpacking and organizing to no avail... and I talked on the phone with Patrick, Sara, and Sean for extended periods of time. I realized a lot more of my friends then I thought are already home. Sara, Jeremy, Melissa, Alex!!!... and those that haven't left..Claudia, Krysta, Tom, Dani, Britt, Meg...:)Everyone should be home soon.
I think I may be actually getting an awesome job. I have an interview tomorrow. It's at a daycare center, where every other week there's a moonbounce, movie days, WEDNESDAY SPRINKLER DAYS, being outside mainly, and field trips every month...almost making 8 dollars an hour. I really really want this job. I'll let everyone know if I get it.
Saturday is the HFStival. Going with Claudia & Dani...meeting up with: Sean, Ashley, Melissa, Matt, Nick & lady, Turner & "SSB"(Soul Sucking Bitch-according to Alex) Looking very forward to it.
As far as Shepherd goes...I miss it. I know I'm going to miss it and everyone there, expecially over the months. I feel like I'm home for the weekend and I'll be back soon. I think it won't actually hit me for awhile. I can't wait for next year though, I'm super excited. But for next year to be as awesome as I'm hoping it to be, this will take months of regrouping, R&R, etc. to make it happen.
I love you Shepherd kids. I hope to hear from you soon.
xo.
...Mixed feelings....
When I left yesterday I went into dorky-locked-in-her-dormroom-alone-death-cab-for-cutie mode and started crying after I hugged everyone and walked down the hall. I didn't want to cry, but I did. I really didn't think I would cry...but I did. I went down the stairs, Chris followed me down and gave me another hug. Pretended I wasn't still sad, walked outside, starting crying again. Sobbed past the bridge... Dad finally chimes in: "Who wants iceeecreammm??" We go to Nutters. I sit outside on the bench I sat on with everyone the other night. I ate a big soft icecream cone. And like a good 5 year old, I stopped crying.
I wanted to stay up the entire car ride home, since my parents made fun of me for staying up all night, but, I fell asleep after Fredrick. As it turns out, X-Men doesn't keep me up without sleep. Ho-hum.
I found my room covered with tons and tons of crap when I got back. I don't understand how all this stuff fit ANYWHERE. I went into pyscho-organizer mode and ripped my room to shreds... 6 bags for goodwill and 7 of trash so far i think...and i'm not quite done unpacking. I'm realizing what a luxerious life I lead. Although I wasn't finished, I stopped for the night and ate mac and cheese for dinner. I talked to Dani on the phone. I fell asleep on the sofa watching Dateline. Mom woke me up at 11, I walked upstairs and went to sleep in my bed with my kitty. It felt really nice. Then I remembered being home wasn't so bad.
Today, I did nothing and it's been wonderful. I'm still in my PJs and watched the Price is Right. I attempted to finish unpacking and organizing to no avail... and I talked on the phone with Patrick, Sara, and Sean for extended periods of time. I realized a lot more of my friends then I thought are already home. Sara, Jeremy, Melissa, Alex!!!... and those that haven't left..Claudia, Krysta, Tom, Dani, Britt, Meg...:)Everyone should be home soon.
I think I may be actually getting an awesome job. I have an interview tomorrow. It's at a daycare center, where every other week there's a moonbounce, movie days, WEDNESDAY SPRINKLER DAYS, being outside mainly, and field trips every month...almost making 8 dollars an hour. I really really want this job. I'll let everyone know if I get it.
Saturday is the HFStival. Going with Claudia & Dani...meeting up with: Sean, Ashley, Melissa, Matt, Nick & lady, Turner & "SSB"(Soul Sucking Bitch-according to Alex) Looking very forward to it.
As far as Shepherd goes...I miss it. I know I'm going to miss it and everyone there, expecially over the months. I feel like I'm home for the weekend and I'll be back soon. I think it won't actually hit me for awhile. I can't wait for next year though, I'm super excited. But for next year to be as awesome as I'm hoping it to be, this will take months of regrouping, R&R, etc. to make it happen.
I love you Shepherd kids. I hope to hear from you soon.
xo.