All in a week...
So, I haven't updated in a little over a week and so much has happened. Sorry for the long post and feel free to skim.
The Sunday before last I moved a bunch of stuff home and then stayed for a Memorial Day cookout at home with some of our neighbors and friends. We got a really nice grill. Hopefully it will last longer than the previous ones we kill by letting them rust out. Then back to Wellesley for a few last days that went all too fast.
Tuesday was the lovely alumnae lunch with good food and champagne (and Sarah's million balloons - see Melody's pictures) and the über boring graduation rehearsal. I did, shockingly, make out quite well. I got a nice check for winning a history essay contest that I never entered. Hmmm. Not quite sure what happened there. I've decided to just take the money and run. Questions might be bad.
Claire also came that night, which was fun. We ate at Vidalia's (and she swore she saw John Kerry. I really wish I made her get the guy's autograph...it would have been so funny). Then we came back and hung out with Melody and Sarah and Brittany. And scrubs, of course. Not quite the tv marathon we had planned, but planning was totally out of the question during the insanity before graduation.
On Wednesday, Claire and I shopped in the ville and went to a beautiful lunch in Tower Courtyard. Then I went to the Baccalaureate, which was absolutely beautiful and made me cry a few times. All of the memories they mentioned made me think of everything that would very soon be over. Then my parents and Jeannie came. We all went to the Phi Beta Kappa ceremony (which was really strange, but cool) and the Baccalaureate dinner (yay for steak!) and my Uncle Steve (the one from DC) joined us. They all ended up heading out and I went to the Baccalaureate concert which was also very cool. It was really nice to hear some of the talented students in our class who I had never had a chance to hear before...and also Melody, Gabi, and Suzanne, who all sounded great!
Melody, Gabi, Gabi's Dan, and I tried to go to the bonfire, but it sucked and - worse - there were no marshmallows! Talk about injustices.
Then, dundundun, graduation day finally seemed to be there. I got back to my room the night before and realized - holy shit, I have to actually pack! Luckily, Sarah, Melody and Erin came over as I began to hard task of taking down posters that really make the room empty.
In the morning I went to the history reception. I was really disappointed that McCarthy wasn't there...the department is very odd...some of there things things have been great. This one not so much.
I really enjoyed the graduation even though I wanted to die before it. Why black robes? Why make us stand for an hour in the sun? Anyway, it was really nice and I loved the speech (http://www.wellesley.edu/PublicAffairs/Releases/2006/053106.html). It was awesome to see all of my friends and family there - my parents, Claire, Pat, Kait, Lenny, Paula, Aunt Liz, Aunt Laura, Aunt Bonnie, Uncle Steve. I couldn't believe how fast it all happened (I totally don't even remember what I did once my name was called!). Except for the heat, it really was a beautiful day.
Right after, I had to head out to the apartment with some more stuff and most importantly to pay the rent and get the keys. Luckily, Melody came and helped me, my dad, and Lenny move stuff in. It seems really nice. Also, there will be a couple of Wellesley alumnae living. Marina - who was in my German class during my first semester at Wellesley - and a friend, and also Nayantara and her brother...they'll be right next door. I don't know either of them that well, but I'm glad there will be a couple of younger people around to possibly hang out with since there are younger families in the other apartments.
After moving some things in, we all went out to Amarin in Newton (because Wellesley downtown lost power) My Uncle Dave, Uncle Rich, Paula's husband Dave, Patty and Kathleen joined. I love pad thai and it was really nice to see all of these people who I only see about once or twice a year. Then, more packing and Westfield. It was really nice to have Melody come and stay, even though she had the ordeal with the plane ticket that she explained in her lj. But, it was really really hard to say good bye. I started to cry and realized that if I did I might not stop. Right now I'm pretending that things haven't changed too much.
Of course, Wellesley keeps sending out reminders posts and emails on First Class that "you will not be returning to Wellesley College in the fall. Please be advised that your computer accounts (FirstClass e-mail, domain, Banner, etc.) are scheduled for removal on Friday, June 30, 2006." Thanks for the reminder...
This past weekend was also quite an adventure. I decided I would drive down some more things to the apartment on Saturday (in spite of the torrential downpour) because it was also Kait's birthday party that night and she lives only a few blocks away. it started out ok and we went to Grafton Street which was a lot of fun, but the evening kindof ended in disaster for me. Some of the people, who I won't name right now, were quite obnoxious to me and others. I got back really late, tired and upset. The next morning I had to move the furniture (basically I swapped bedroom furniture because my room's smaller and I wanted the smaller bed) all by myself. Then I got on the road and picked up Brittany and Sarah to go to western mass....a trip that was long overdue and I needed then since I was already sad about leaving Wellesley. It's actually really weird to drive on the campus. We met up with Erin in Springfield and drove up to NoHo. I got a frame things that hold a bunch of pictures. Sarah also got me a really cool martini glass that says: a girl can't live on diet cola alone. So fitting!
We made a brief tour of Westfield and my house. But we had to leave soon. I was really really tired and wasn't sure if driving was such a good idea, so we went to the Fort, which is a German restaurant in Springfield (good, but no spaetzle - i.e.German macaroni and cheese - and gummi bears...) and brought them to the train. It was really nice to them...we'll have to do it again and for longer on a less hectic weekend.
I am pretty excited about all of the fun that comes with a new apartment, but I'm also a bit scared about really living on my room for longer than a few months. I really don't feel ready to be a grown-up yet...
Good luck to the rest of you dealing with this too. I miss you so much and I wish we had had longer to hang out. That two weeks of limbo way too fast.
Today I really need to start writing thank you notes and get my bike fixed up. Maybe some tennis too. Yay for vacation. Bah to the "real world."
The Sunday before last I moved a bunch of stuff home and then stayed for a Memorial Day cookout at home with some of our neighbors and friends. We got a really nice grill. Hopefully it will last longer than the previous ones we kill by letting them rust out. Then back to Wellesley for a few last days that went all too fast.
Tuesday was the lovely alumnae lunch with good food and champagne (and Sarah's million balloons - see Melody's pictures) and the über boring graduation rehearsal. I did, shockingly, make out quite well. I got a nice check for winning a history essay contest that I never entered. Hmmm. Not quite sure what happened there. I've decided to just take the money and run. Questions might be bad.
Claire also came that night, which was fun. We ate at Vidalia's (and she swore she saw John Kerry. I really wish I made her get the guy's autograph...it would have been so funny). Then we came back and hung out with Melody and Sarah and Brittany. And scrubs, of course. Not quite the tv marathon we had planned, but planning was totally out of the question during the insanity before graduation.
On Wednesday, Claire and I shopped in the ville and went to a beautiful lunch in Tower Courtyard. Then I went to the Baccalaureate, which was absolutely beautiful and made me cry a few times. All of the memories they mentioned made me think of everything that would very soon be over. Then my parents and Jeannie came. We all went to the Phi Beta Kappa ceremony (which was really strange, but cool) and the Baccalaureate dinner (yay for steak!) and my Uncle Steve (the one from DC) joined us. They all ended up heading out and I went to the Baccalaureate concert which was also very cool. It was really nice to hear some of the talented students in our class who I had never had a chance to hear before...and also Melody, Gabi, and Suzanne, who all sounded great!
Melody, Gabi, Gabi's Dan, and I tried to go to the bonfire, but it sucked and - worse - there were no marshmallows! Talk about injustices.
Then, dundundun, graduation day finally seemed to be there. I got back to my room the night before and realized - holy shit, I have to actually pack! Luckily, Sarah, Melody and Erin came over as I began to hard task of taking down posters that really make the room empty.
In the morning I went to the history reception. I was really disappointed that McCarthy wasn't there...the department is very odd...some of there things things have been great. This one not so much.
I really enjoyed the graduation even though I wanted to die before it. Why black robes? Why make us stand for an hour in the sun? Anyway, it was really nice and I loved the speech (http://www.wellesley.edu/PublicAffairs/Releases/2006/053106.html). It was awesome to see all of my friends and family there - my parents, Claire, Pat, Kait, Lenny, Paula, Aunt Liz, Aunt Laura, Aunt Bonnie, Uncle Steve. I couldn't believe how fast it all happened (I totally don't even remember what I did once my name was called!). Except for the heat, it really was a beautiful day.
Right after, I had to head out to the apartment with some more stuff and most importantly to pay the rent and get the keys. Luckily, Melody came and helped me, my dad, and Lenny move stuff in. It seems really nice. Also, there will be a couple of Wellesley alumnae living. Marina - who was in my German class during my first semester at Wellesley - and a friend, and also Nayantara and her brother...they'll be right next door. I don't know either of them that well, but I'm glad there will be a couple of younger people around to possibly hang out with since there are younger families in the other apartments.
After moving some things in, we all went out to Amarin in Newton (because Wellesley downtown lost power) My Uncle Dave, Uncle Rich, Paula's husband Dave, Patty and Kathleen joined. I love pad thai and it was really nice to see all of these people who I only see about once or twice a year. Then, more packing and Westfield. It was really nice to have Melody come and stay, even though she had the ordeal with the plane ticket that she explained in her lj. But, it was really really hard to say good bye. I started to cry and realized that if I did I might not stop. Right now I'm pretending that things haven't changed too much.
Of course, Wellesley keeps sending out reminders posts and emails on First Class that "you will not be returning to Wellesley College in the fall. Please be advised that your computer accounts (FirstClass e-mail, domain, Banner, etc.) are scheduled for removal on Friday, June 30, 2006." Thanks for the reminder...
This past weekend was also quite an adventure. I decided I would drive down some more things to the apartment on Saturday (in spite of the torrential downpour) because it was also Kait's birthday party that night and she lives only a few blocks away. it started out ok and we went to Grafton Street which was a lot of fun, but the evening kindof ended in disaster for me. Some of the people, who I won't name right now, were quite obnoxious to me and others. I got back really late, tired and upset. The next morning I had to move the furniture (basically I swapped bedroom furniture because my room's smaller and I wanted the smaller bed) all by myself. Then I got on the road and picked up Brittany and Sarah to go to western mass....a trip that was long overdue and I needed then since I was already sad about leaving Wellesley. It's actually really weird to drive on the campus. We met up with Erin in Springfield and drove up to NoHo. I got a frame things that hold a bunch of pictures. Sarah also got me a really cool martini glass that says: a girl can't live on diet cola alone. So fitting!
We made a brief tour of Westfield and my house. But we had to leave soon. I was really really tired and wasn't sure if driving was such a good idea, so we went to the Fort, which is a German restaurant in Springfield (good, but no spaetzle - i.e.German macaroni and cheese - and gummi bears...) and brought them to the train. It was really nice to them...we'll have to do it again and for longer on a less hectic weekend.
I am pretty excited about all of the fun that comes with a new apartment, but I'm also a bit scared about really living on my room for longer than a few months. I really don't feel ready to be a grown-up yet...
Good luck to the rest of you dealing with this too. I miss you so much and I wish we had had longer to hang out. That two weeks of limbo way too fast.
Today I really need to start writing thank you notes and get my bike fixed up. Maybe some tennis too. Yay for vacation. Bah to the "real world."