“Geeks got to stick together, baby!”
So, after what was referred to as “Fruesday,” when I had my Friday classes on Tuesday last week and took a short German test and had a math quiz, I hung out in the lounge. Danny’s classes were done at 9:00 for the day, so he could have been home early, but he stuck around until my mom picked me up at 5:00. We went to Pendleton, had dinner, and watched Nip/Tuck, although it was weird to be back in Pendleton. It always is.
On Wednesday, I just hung out around the house, bored. Grandma and Grandpa showed up around 4:00, and we talked and such. Nothing much.
Thanksgiving, I woke up around 9:30, which is a surprise, I know. I just think it is ridiculous that my family thinks that is late. They’d probably die knowing that on the weekends at Ball State, I sleep in as late as 3:00 in the afternoon and don’t get out of bed until 5:00 sometimes...
Anyway, Aunt Jo and Uncle Dave arrived around noon when the parade was finishing up. I took my shower, but it was weird because my heart was hurting, it was this pain I didn’t have any explanation for, and it hurt so much. It dissipated after a while, but it still scared me.
Thanksgiving dinner was delicious. I made the mashed potatoes, of course. It was nice to talk to Aunt Jo and Uncle Dave and help them reminisce on their time at Ball State. Aunt Jo said, “Aunt Beth says that it seems, according to your e-mail, that you hang out with a bunch of geeks.” And I said, “Well, yeah.” And Uncle Dave said, “Geeks got to stick together, baby!” and gave me a high five, which was pretty cool. I find that, since I’m in college, Uncle Dave and I talk a lot more. He was able to get into a surrounding wireless network with his laptop, but I wasn’t, and he even tried. Oh well.
After dinner, we went for a short walk around the neighborhood, and then had dessert. The pumpkin and apple pies were so good. I thought of Danny, because he loves apple pie, and there was a piece left over that I meant to save for him, but then I forgot when I left on Sunday.
On Friday, Mom had to work in the morning. I dedicated the day to homework, accomplishing quite a lot. Saturday, Aunt Jo and Uncle Dave left early, and so they woke me up for breakfast and then I slept some more and did more homework. I didn’t really do all that much otherwise. I didn’t leave the house during my break, and I was very bored and longing for some love. Danny was hoping to come down and go to Indianapolis for the lighting of the Saints and Sailors monument at the Circle. His parents didn’t want him to, so I didn’t get to see him after all. That made me very sad.
Sunday, to my insistence to get back to campus early, Mom woke me up at 7:00. After getting ready, we had breakfast, and I finished packing. Grandma and Grandpa left a little after 9:00, and Mom and I left shortly after that. I was back in my room at 10:00, the only one on my floor other than Tarrah, but I didn’t see her. It was nice. I cleaned up, got David Bowie back in his fishbowl, unpacked, and blasted my music as loud as I wanted to. I went to the trash room, which is on the other end of the floor, and I could hear my music clearly. I danced and sang and just enjoyed being back to my true home once again.
I was able to fix my paper cranes, so now they are hanging up and that makes me happy. I also have Christmas lights up, and there are paper snowflakes on our window that I made myself and they look so pretty. Then I sat down and read more of One Hundred Years of Solitude. I only have about a hundred pages left, as I actually read over break. I love reading, and I missed it so. I then went down to the lounge around 3:30 when Sarah got back and stayed there the rest of the day. We had a nest, and it was strange. Danny is not usually a cuddler, but he pulled me into the nest. It was so good to be back, and I was happy to see him.
This week has been okay. I wasn’t feeling well on Monday. I even told Danny he might not want to kiss me, but he did anyway because he has an amazingly strong immune system, apparently. Yesterday, Dad called me around 9:00 in the morning. He wanted to know if I still wanted to go to Disney World with them for Spring Break, and I was torn between that because I know they are paying a lot for my college, but the trip would have been nice because then I could spend time with them and enjoy Disney World with David and Alex for probably my last time in a very long while.
I had Ball State decide for me. David and Alex’s Spring Break is March 15 through the 22, and mine is the week before. There’s absolutely no way I am missing a week of school for Disney World, and there’s just no question about it. Now, I need to think of something else to fill that week.
My EDSEC 150 class was cancelled yesterday because Dr. Wiedmer had jury duty, and then I had a writing exam in English that was extremely easy. Then, I did homework, including working on my persuasive speech for COMM 210 trying to encourage people to donate blood.
Last night while I was sleeping, I noticed the heater was hotter than normal. I guess Kayla turned it up some, and since my bed is right next to the heater, that wasn’t such a fun night. I thought I was going to suffocate. Then I woke up this morning feeling somehow refreshed on six hours of sleep and got ready. I delivered my persuasive speech in class, and though I felt awful when doing it, all nervous about it, at least it is done and I did a decent job on it.
Right now, I’m typing from the lounge in Botswin. Danny had to leave earlier, but he’ll be back. Now I’m just hanging out and listening to music, and I am already looking forward to the weekend. I don’t have any plans, but the thought of the weekend just excites me...
On Wednesday, I just hung out around the house, bored. Grandma and Grandpa showed up around 4:00, and we talked and such. Nothing much.
Thanksgiving, I woke up around 9:30, which is a surprise, I know. I just think it is ridiculous that my family thinks that is late. They’d probably die knowing that on the weekends at Ball State, I sleep in as late as 3:00 in the afternoon and don’t get out of bed until 5:00 sometimes...
Anyway, Aunt Jo and Uncle Dave arrived around noon when the parade was finishing up. I took my shower, but it was weird because my heart was hurting, it was this pain I didn’t have any explanation for, and it hurt so much. It dissipated after a while, but it still scared me.
Thanksgiving dinner was delicious. I made the mashed potatoes, of course. It was nice to talk to Aunt Jo and Uncle Dave and help them reminisce on their time at Ball State. Aunt Jo said, “Aunt Beth says that it seems, according to your e-mail, that you hang out with a bunch of geeks.” And I said, “Well, yeah.” And Uncle Dave said, “Geeks got to stick together, baby!” and gave me a high five, which was pretty cool. I find that, since I’m in college, Uncle Dave and I talk a lot more. He was able to get into a surrounding wireless network with his laptop, but I wasn’t, and he even tried. Oh well.
After dinner, we went for a short walk around the neighborhood, and then had dessert. The pumpkin and apple pies were so good. I thought of Danny, because he loves apple pie, and there was a piece left over that I meant to save for him, but then I forgot when I left on Sunday.
On Friday, Mom had to work in the morning. I dedicated the day to homework, accomplishing quite a lot. Saturday, Aunt Jo and Uncle Dave left early, and so they woke me up for breakfast and then I slept some more and did more homework. I didn’t really do all that much otherwise. I didn’t leave the house during my break, and I was very bored and longing for some love. Danny was hoping to come down and go to Indianapolis for the lighting of the Saints and Sailors monument at the Circle. His parents didn’t want him to, so I didn’t get to see him after all. That made me very sad.
Sunday, to my insistence to get back to campus early, Mom woke me up at 7:00. After getting ready, we had breakfast, and I finished packing. Grandma and Grandpa left a little after 9:00, and Mom and I left shortly after that. I was back in my room at 10:00, the only one on my floor other than Tarrah, but I didn’t see her. It was nice. I cleaned up, got David Bowie back in his fishbowl, unpacked, and blasted my music as loud as I wanted to. I went to the trash room, which is on the other end of the floor, and I could hear my music clearly. I danced and sang and just enjoyed being back to my true home once again.
I was able to fix my paper cranes, so now they are hanging up and that makes me happy. I also have Christmas lights up, and there are paper snowflakes on our window that I made myself and they look so pretty. Then I sat down and read more of One Hundred Years of Solitude. I only have about a hundred pages left, as I actually read over break. I love reading, and I missed it so. I then went down to the lounge around 3:30 when Sarah got back and stayed there the rest of the day. We had a nest, and it was strange. Danny is not usually a cuddler, but he pulled me into the nest. It was so good to be back, and I was happy to see him.
This week has been okay. I wasn’t feeling well on Monday. I even told Danny he might not want to kiss me, but he did anyway because he has an amazingly strong immune system, apparently. Yesterday, Dad called me around 9:00 in the morning. He wanted to know if I still wanted to go to Disney World with them for Spring Break, and I was torn between that because I know they are paying a lot for my college, but the trip would have been nice because then I could spend time with them and enjoy Disney World with David and Alex for probably my last time in a very long while.
I had Ball State decide for me. David and Alex’s Spring Break is March 15 through the 22, and mine is the week before. There’s absolutely no way I am missing a week of school for Disney World, and there’s just no question about it. Now, I need to think of something else to fill that week.
My EDSEC 150 class was cancelled yesterday because Dr. Wiedmer had jury duty, and then I had a writing exam in English that was extremely easy. Then, I did homework, including working on my persuasive speech for COMM 210 trying to encourage people to donate blood.
Last night while I was sleeping, I noticed the heater was hotter than normal. I guess Kayla turned it up some, and since my bed is right next to the heater, that wasn’t such a fun night. I thought I was going to suffocate. Then I woke up this morning feeling somehow refreshed on six hours of sleep and got ready. I delivered my persuasive speech in class, and though I felt awful when doing it, all nervous about it, at least it is done and I did a decent job on it.
Right now, I’m typing from the lounge in Botswin. Danny had to leave earlier, but he’ll be back. Now I’m just hanging out and listening to music, and I am already looking forward to the weekend. I don’t have any plans, but the thought of the weekend just excites me...