I am EIU, tanning
It is now official. I'm going to Eastern this fall. It's both exciting and nerve racking. I mean, it's cool that I've finally found the four year college for me. When the Glacier went to Eastern last fall, the thought of me potentially going there was probably the furthest thing from my mind. I was way to worried about getting the next newspaper out, and looking decent. But now, looking at it from a prospective student's standpoint, it really is a fantastic school.
Ted arranged for a teacher, Mr. Poulter, to walk Mom and I around the school. I saw the newspaper office again, and I saw their classrooms, radio facilities, basically everything in Buzzard Hall. Mr. Poulter was really nice and helpful, and probably contributed a lot to my desicion. But in the end, I suppose the reason that I'm going to Eastern is that it just felt like my college. It felt like home. And that's important. When Dad and I went to Columbia this past Saturday, it only took me thirty minutes to realize that it wasn't where I belong.
I've gotten mixed reactions to my desicion. Both Eric and Bec (who I guess has decided that we're back on good terms) are sort of iffy about it. Mom has convinced me that it's because they don't want to see me go. I hope that's actually the case. When I broke the news to Eric a few days ago, he told me that he was worried that I wouldn't be happy at Eastern, and that he thought I'd be better off going to school in the city. This, added to Eric's comment from about a month ago that I couldn't survive in a dorm setting, because I'm "a nervous wreck," really kind of hurts my feelings. I expected Eric to be supportive of my desicion to go to Eastern. And while he does say that he respects it, I just wish that he had more confidence in me.
But it's okay. I've spent the past two years surprising people, myself more than anyone. And even though I AM a little apprehensive about leaving home, I'm confident that I'll do it again at Eastern.
I'm supposed to hang out with Cailin today after class. But until I get out, she's gone tanning. Personally, I've always associated tanning with snobby, superficial Sandburg girls. I mean, it's hard to imagine that our society is SO focused on looks and appearance that people actually baste themselves, and then inside a little oven and roast. I remember some girls actually came back looking like oompa loompas. One time during freshman year, Christy Wood even cam back looking like a tomato. I just think that it's a total waste of time, and it's really not attractive at all. I mean, why not just go outside and enjoy the sun, and get a tan naturally? I guess I'll just never understand some things.....
Ted arranged for a teacher, Mr. Poulter, to walk Mom and I around the school. I saw the newspaper office again, and I saw their classrooms, radio facilities, basically everything in Buzzard Hall. Mr. Poulter was really nice and helpful, and probably contributed a lot to my desicion. But in the end, I suppose the reason that I'm going to Eastern is that it just felt like my college. It felt like home. And that's important. When Dad and I went to Columbia this past Saturday, it only took me thirty minutes to realize that it wasn't where I belong.
I've gotten mixed reactions to my desicion. Both Eric and Bec (who I guess has decided that we're back on good terms) are sort of iffy about it. Mom has convinced me that it's because they don't want to see me go. I hope that's actually the case. When I broke the news to Eric a few days ago, he told me that he was worried that I wouldn't be happy at Eastern, and that he thought I'd be better off going to school in the city. This, added to Eric's comment from about a month ago that I couldn't survive in a dorm setting, because I'm "a nervous wreck," really kind of hurts my feelings. I expected Eric to be supportive of my desicion to go to Eastern. And while he does say that he respects it, I just wish that he had more confidence in me.
But it's okay. I've spent the past two years surprising people, myself more than anyone. And even though I AM a little apprehensive about leaving home, I'm confident that I'll do it again at Eastern.
I'm supposed to hang out with Cailin today after class. But until I get out, she's gone tanning. Personally, I've always associated tanning with snobby, superficial Sandburg girls. I mean, it's hard to imagine that our society is SO focused on looks and appearance that people actually baste themselves, and then inside a little oven and roast. I remember some girls actually came back looking like oompa loompas. One time during freshman year, Christy Wood even cam back looking like a tomato. I just think that it's a total waste of time, and it's really not attractive at all. I mean, why not just go outside and enjoy the sun, and get a tan naturally? I guess I'll just never understand some things.....