Dónde está el Dunkel

[im_a_lucky_bear]

I was listening to The Funk (70s funk for those of you not hip enough for the lingo) and my song came on (Tell Me Something Good for those of you not involved in the "Funk Lunch Retreats") and felt extremely homesick for the humanities experience. I miss the Jousting; and the jokes; and the feeling that no matter how strange I was outside that place, that even if people never really liked me that much they faked it well enough that I couldn't tell; I miss the cult jokes and asking who fed the goat or who forgot the robes; I miss feeling like I'm really apart of a group of people my own age. Don't get me wrong, college is great and I'm feeling kind of done with the high school drama...but I miss feeling connected. I have friends here and there, good ones at that. I'm grateful for that...but it'd be nice to feel like I belong.
In other news...Gramma and Grampa get home THURSDAY! Wave the banner and sound the horns, they're coming home.
I figured out what to do for Jesse's b-day/graduation...the lady I talked to today said I was a "great girlfriend" so write that down and remember it hunny. :) Don't worry, I told her you were worth it and you were twice as wonderful as me. Better get ready for Friday night mr...it's gonna be a long day with recital and all ;) I love you!
Recital Friday...too bad Chris' music got stolen and we danced to...nothing hahahahaha! We'll pull it together.
Finals are soon...I pray to God I make it out alive and with my GPA in tact.
That's all for now I guess...