I'm headed home on Thursday. Gods, it feels so good to think that. I just have to take my final today (the take home for that class is already completed). In addition to that, my article for my other class has to be completed and fine-tuned. It's due at 9 am tomorrow morning. Once both classes are done, all I have to do is buy a few last minutes ( Read more... )

You know, I researched Boston before I came here. I found out the best ways around the city; I thought I knew what to expect.

But no guide book tells you about the rain. Hell, the weather service doesn't tell you about the rain half of the time.

But it rains at least once to twice a week.

*Hmph*

Before this rant makes sense, you need a bit of background. First off, I grew up with my surrogate mother's family. They were all obsessed with sports, not incredibly technology savvy, and most of them worked in factories or other blue collar jobs ( Read more... )

Since I'm in Boston, one of my friends decided I couldn't not go to NYC. So on Saturday morning, we got up around four, made certain that we had everything, and headed to the bus station. We met up with her father in the city and immediately went to lunch. That was when he announced that I wasn't allowed to pay for meals, cabs, or activities. Yes, ( Read more... )

Well, here I am. It's muggy, humid, raining and not nearly as hot as I thought it would be. My roommate and I are the only ones up in the suite (it is only nine). She hasn't seen Rent so I'm going to try and introduce her at some point.

It's pretty, for lack of better words.