I wish I was still in Central time...
I'm back from Chicago and not exactly thrilled about it. Actually, I'm feeling really weird and lonely. It's just strange being with someone pretty much day in and day out for 5 1/2 days and then suddenly being by yourself again. I'd never really realized how lonely my house feels. I stayed with a REAL family for almost a week, you know, one with married parents and a dog and a nice den and a garage and a mother who randomly cooks banana bread. I landed at Logan Airport and I had to search around for my mom because she refuses to park there and instead chose to circle around the pick-up area and get yelled at by a random cop. Then I got back here and my mom had a rehearsal downstairs and my brother was holed up in his room studying, so I just retreated to my room and moped. My dad took me out for Chinese food later, which was nice. I actually have a lot of anger toward my parents, particularly my mom. I'm mad about never going to Hebrew school and having any sort of religious experience at all growing up, the divorce, the "it's not your fault" when it really was, growing up in Malden, not really having a typical family life. My mom is admirable in the sense that she does what makes her happy. But sometimes I wish she was more like a typical mom and paid more attention to things like cooking and vacuuming.
Anyway, Chicago was awesome. We didn't do a whole lot, but it was really nice just getting to hang out with Elliot and meet his friends and family. His parents told me embarrassing stories and we looked at his bar mitzvah album and watched home videos, including a middle school production of Grease. We ate peking duck in Chinatown and I had Chipotle and Chicago deep dish pizza for the first time. We drove to Wisconsin and got cheese. It was damn good cheese. We got really soft matching scarves on sale from Lord & Taylor. I finally saw Ferris Bueller's Day Off. We rented movies and played Super Smash Brothers and took weird pictures of ourselves with camera phones.
Yes, it was fun. And now I'm feeling incredibly lonely.
Anyway, Chicago was awesome. We didn't do a whole lot, but it was really nice just getting to hang out with Elliot and meet his friends and family. His parents told me embarrassing stories and we looked at his bar mitzvah album and watched home videos, including a middle school production of Grease. We ate peking duck in Chinatown and I had Chipotle and Chicago deep dish pizza for the first time. We drove to Wisconsin and got cheese. It was damn good cheese. We got really soft matching scarves on sale from Lord & Taylor. I finally saw Ferris Bueller's Day Off. We rented movies and played Super Smash Brothers and took weird pictures of ourselves with camera phones.
Yes, it was fun. And now I'm feeling incredibly lonely.