Sunday's the worst...
Of all the days off Sundays have a tendency to be the worst. During Sunday I'm forced to participate in my family's little religious ritual, however I could comfort myself in the fact that this will probably, no actually definately (I'll make sure of it), come to an end when I go to college. I have an apprehensive feeling about it, as we approach the date to my college orientation, specifically about the kind of people in my college (I'm quite a different type of person...people like me are so rare. I suppose this is the price to pay for enlightening and radical change/knowledge.) and whether I'll be able to fit in someway comfortably/happily. However, I could also comfort myself in the thought that next year my best friend will be attending the same college as well (unless we all decide to transfer to somewhere else,etc). Actually, maybe I had this uneasy feeling before, before I moved to Miami. The difference however is that unlike last time I actually have little to no positive expectations.
My family returned yesterday from Pensacola, although Saturday had the same feel as all the other days when they were gone. This of course ended today, where it becomes obvious how annoying my mom can be. Another recent thing is that I could say, that in a way, I lost an old friend from Puerto Rico. However, it doesn't feel much of a lost really, since ever since I left we have became quite different while I developed closer affinities to another friend from Puerto Rico and I still have my best friend from Puerto Rico I could count on. The track-record is that I seemed to have lost contact with 3 friends from Puerto Rico.
Anya came back from Orlando yesterday, although I shouldn't be reporting this since she should be the one posting this up on her LJournal. However, I haven't been able to communicate much to her except for one myspace comment. It somewhat saddens me, before it was very different. I remember the time, the dreadful early 2007, in which she was quite a reliable chat buddy. She and I would complain of our inability to see each other in real life, yet now it's gotten to a level in which I also be complaining on our lack of electronic communication. I didn't blame her, I understood that she had many difficulties facing her this year such as senior year, a job, etc. However, now it's summer and I kind of expected things to go at a better pace. Maybe tomorrow, considering she just recently came back from Orlando.
I was asked when I graduated on how I felt about it. I think my feelings could be summed up as ambivalent. Maybe it's because I don't really feel "free" yet until I'm in college. Maybe it's because I'm excited at the prospects of new-found freedoms in living away from my parental unit yet at the same time worried of the social environment I might face in FGCU and of the new responsibilities I would have. Either way, it's too early to say and I shouldn't let my doubts disheartened me now.
My family returned yesterday from Pensacola, although Saturday had the same feel as all the other days when they were gone. This of course ended today, where it becomes obvious how annoying my mom can be. Another recent thing is that I could say, that in a way, I lost an old friend from Puerto Rico. However, it doesn't feel much of a lost really, since ever since I left we have became quite different while I developed closer affinities to another friend from Puerto Rico and I still have my best friend from Puerto Rico I could count on. The track-record is that I seemed to have lost contact with 3 friends from Puerto Rico.
Anya came back from Orlando yesterday, although I shouldn't be reporting this since she should be the one posting this up on her LJournal. However, I haven't been able to communicate much to her except for one myspace comment. It somewhat saddens me, before it was very different. I remember the time, the dreadful early 2007, in which she was quite a reliable chat buddy. She and I would complain of our inability to see each other in real life, yet now it's gotten to a level in which I also be complaining on our lack of electronic communication. I didn't blame her, I understood that she had many difficulties facing her this year such as senior year, a job, etc. However, now it's summer and I kind of expected things to go at a better pace. Maybe tomorrow, considering she just recently came back from Orlando.
I was asked when I graduated on how I felt about it. I think my feelings could be summed up as ambivalent. Maybe it's because I don't really feel "free" yet until I'm in college. Maybe it's because I'm excited at the prospects of new-found freedoms in living away from my parental unit yet at the same time worried of the social environment I might face in FGCU and of the new responsibilities I would have. Either way, it's too early to say and I shouldn't let my doubts disheartened me now.