Dec 23, 2004 12:49
three days home, and I already can only handle my family in small doses. Actually, Luke and Evan have been great to see, but my dad and especially my MOM ARRRGH are making me crazy. I guess my mom is under the most stress since her parents just flew up to spend the holiday with us, and it's her parents and all that ... but man i really can only take limited doses of her right now. And my grandma is already bugging the crap out of me. My entire life, every time she is around it's QUESTION TIME FOR ALEX. I have this video of when I was 2 years old, and she came to visit our house, and the WHOLE TIME she is grilling me -- "Alex, what color is that? Alex, how old are you? Alex, what's your baby brother's name? Alex? Alex? Alex?" Granted, grandmotherly curiosity is at times cute and usually I'm at ease playing her game -- telling about what's new in my life, what I've been up to, about my girlfriend, etc. etc. But when I am greeted upon their arrival by my mother yelling at me ("Alex! Your grandparents are here and you don't even get up to greet them!? And you're not even dressed!? BLABLABLABLABLA") it doesn't exactly prime me for a lively conversation.
also, I really miss Emily already
It's great to see the gang -- especially Michael, Banah, Lochlan ... the boys. But not having Emily next to me at night is excruciatingly lonely. I am terrible at being away, because talking online is not my forte -- i use it much more for communicating information (let's go get dinner. did you finish that problem set? etc.) than "chatting" -- and phone conversations are simply unsatisfying. But as Emily so duly noted, I'm going to see her in just over two weeks; I can manage until then.
this turned into a really negative entry. ah well. it reflects how I'm feeling despite these first days of freedom from academic stress. Things should come around though once I get used to being settled back at home.
A completely unrelated, except perhaps by its negative undercurrent: when I was hanging out with people on Tuesday night, I realized how many of my high school friends really aren't friends anymore. I just got the strangest vibe from some of them ... cordial, polite, but completely not giving a shit about my existence at all. And I'm sure I was giving that off, too. Weird. It makes me appreciate the great friends that I do have from Portland, though. Because being with them is anything but awkward: fun, shameless, real. Yeah.