If I don't make it, I know someone else will...
[[I'm begining to think my obsession with goth music has resurfaced.]]
I'm in tender need of some serious R&R. On top of the fact that I have so much catching up to do in Psychology (I hate Psych. 101), I also have no motivation to do it. Home's pleasant..it would be more pleasant if I didn't have looming over my head my checklist of things I have to do. I want to travel sometime in the near future (escapism is a mighty powerful motivator) and I need a passport.
There's something so appealing about sitting down and watching Grandma cook and my mom trying to help her. Soleil's the cutest baby ever and now she can talk in bits and peices. Memories of a busier household often come to me as I climb up and down the stairs in Grandma's house, I miss Tony and Dany terribly. Its so quiet now, more tame and civilized. I miss the insanity, how we were always running around and shouting and throwing stuff at each other. I wonder if college life has change me or is the absence of my two closest cousins that makes the house seem a more melachony place. I have slept, hours upon hours, to make up my lack of sleeping over at Vassar.
I am going out tomorrow, screw work. This is break time for me. Time to enjoy myself.
~Kim
I'm in tender need of some serious R&R. On top of the fact that I have so much catching up to do in Psychology (I hate Psych. 101), I also have no motivation to do it. Home's pleasant..it would be more pleasant if I didn't have looming over my head my checklist of things I have to do. I want to travel sometime in the near future (escapism is a mighty powerful motivator) and I need a passport.
There's something so appealing about sitting down and watching Grandma cook and my mom trying to help her. Soleil's the cutest baby ever and now she can talk in bits and peices. Memories of a busier household often come to me as I climb up and down the stairs in Grandma's house, I miss Tony and Dany terribly. Its so quiet now, more tame and civilized. I miss the insanity, how we were always running around and shouting and throwing stuff at each other. I wonder if college life has change me or is the absence of my two closest cousins that makes the house seem a more melachony place. I have slept, hours upon hours, to make up my lack of sleeping over at Vassar.
I am going out tomorrow, screw work. This is break time for me. Time to enjoy myself.
~Kim