Desperately Needed Update
I'm shocked that the last time I updated this journal was August 4th.
It was purely not my intention. I can't even say that I've been too busy, because... I don't think I have.
Anyway, I will try to wrap up August in a short entry:
Somewhere in the middle of the month, I had one of my famous dinner-gathering-type-things wherein I invited the friends that I'm still talking to in order to enjoy each other's company at the expense of a restaurant that's usually marginally expensive. I had a lot of fun that night at the Cheesecake Factory, and if I can figure out how, I'd love to post this picture I had taken the night of the event. We were all able to laugh and talk and enjoy that "just like old times" feeling. It felt just like high school. The way that we all were together reminded me feel like these are the people that I'm going to be with forever, no matter what. No matter what happens, and no matter what comes our way, each of the people at that dinner table have a piece of my heart.
At some point in the evening, of course people began to bring up old drama and issues, and at first I was uncomfortbale but I had to accept that one can never truly get away from their past. And that all of the things that we have had to go through have - hopefully - made us stronger and better in ways that we can't even imagine.
It also dawned on me that I had to return to New York soon for my second year of college (GASP!). The summer seems like it flew by and what do you know, I'm back here in Manhattan while I'm typing this entry. Things here are good so far, and I feel like this is going to be a smoother transition than what I had to deal with last year. Right now, I'm content with my roommates. No one is overly, flamboyantly, blatantly dramatic or difficult to be around, as was the case last year. I've even settled fairly well with my new location, in the Financial District. Yes, it is a 25-minute subway ride to school, and no, the school doesn't comp subway fare like I first thought, but I think it'll be all right anyway. There's something about this city that makes me think that everything's going to be fine, no matter what. And I've gone through some of my biggest trials and tribulations while living here, and somehow I'm always able to pick up and move on.
If only there was a way to pass a little bit of my spirit down to the southeastern end of the country... Of course, I've been keeping an eye on the news and the events occurring in the Gulf Coast. As soon as I get settled, I hope to be able to donate to the Red Cross just as I did after the tsunami earlier this year. But for now, I know that the power of prayer goes along way, and perhaps farther than any currency...
I hope to update soon. And more frequently...
Leave comments if you want. I know you're probably thinking about it...
It was purely not my intention. I can't even say that I've been too busy, because... I don't think I have.
Anyway, I will try to wrap up August in a short entry:
Somewhere in the middle of the month, I had one of my famous dinner-gathering-type-things wherein I invited the friends that I'm still talking to in order to enjoy each other's company at the expense of a restaurant that's usually marginally expensive. I had a lot of fun that night at the Cheesecake Factory, and if I can figure out how, I'd love to post this picture I had taken the night of the event. We were all able to laugh and talk and enjoy that "just like old times" feeling. It felt just like high school. The way that we all were together reminded me feel like these are the people that I'm going to be with forever, no matter what. No matter what happens, and no matter what comes our way, each of the people at that dinner table have a piece of my heart.
At some point in the evening, of course people began to bring up old drama and issues, and at first I was uncomfortbale but I had to accept that one can never truly get away from their past. And that all of the things that we have had to go through have - hopefully - made us stronger and better in ways that we can't even imagine.
It also dawned on me that I had to return to New York soon for my second year of college (GASP!). The summer seems like it flew by and what do you know, I'm back here in Manhattan while I'm typing this entry. Things here are good so far, and I feel like this is going to be a smoother transition than what I had to deal with last year. Right now, I'm content with my roommates. No one is overly, flamboyantly, blatantly dramatic or difficult to be around, as was the case last year. I've even settled fairly well with my new location, in the Financial District. Yes, it is a 25-minute subway ride to school, and no, the school doesn't comp subway fare like I first thought, but I think it'll be all right anyway. There's something about this city that makes me think that everything's going to be fine, no matter what. And I've gone through some of my biggest trials and tribulations while living here, and somehow I'm always able to pick up and move on.
If only there was a way to pass a little bit of my spirit down to the southeastern end of the country... Of course, I've been keeping an eye on the news and the events occurring in the Gulf Coast. As soon as I get settled, I hope to be able to donate to the Red Cross just as I did after the tsunami earlier this year. But for now, I know that the power of prayer goes along way, and perhaps farther than any currency...
I hope to update soon. And more frequently...
Leave comments if you want. I know you're probably thinking about it...