just one of those days
Hey Kids-
I hope this finds you all well.
Things here are decent. I've definitely got Senioritis; I just want to move on. Its one of those feelings that if I stay here much longer, irreparable harm may be done to my relationships with people, cuz lately I can't seem to be able to stand anyone from the ol' 'Minster.
I guess I just feel like my friends here constantly walk all over me. I've talked about it with a few of you; Daneille and Craig to be specific, but sometimes I feel like I invest a lot more into relationships than I get back. Example? Mr. Bob Allen is one of my best friends, but I get the sinking suspicion that he doesn't consider me one of his. I feel like he thinks of me as his stupid side-kick and not really an equal. I don't think he respects me. And the worst part? I'm kinda scared that he doesn't care.
Unfortunately, i feel like this in a lot of relationships here. I always used to say that it seems that when you people want to have fun, I'm like the last person they call. But when something needs to be built or someone needs help, they call me first. I always try to seem upbeat, outgoing and happy; but I truly worry that people don't like me and that they just put up with me cuz they are trying to be nice.
I know this is stupid and whiny, but oh well...its just one of those days, i guess.
As for the grad school front, not much has changed. I'm still waiting on CMU to get me a financial aid offer. Once I have that, I will make my choice. But at this point, I just need out of Amish country.
But for now I have dreams of the summer, dreams of graduate school and fun in the pottery department! (Danielle...the mug should be on the way soon! ;-) )
take care all of you! I miss ya' all desperately!
Rich
P.S. Random Huron Thoughts: George Muehlhauser, he's too cute for words; Wizard's Duels in the Hall with Abby, "cuddling like puppies", the final night sleeping in the one room, ripping shirts off "FINAL STRIKE!!!!!", weird midnight snacks during strike, the Playhouse being broken into on like the second night we were there and Shannon's bike being rode around pushed in the pitt, and Bob chugging pitchers of beer at the gay bar...
I hope this finds you all well.
Things here are decent. I've definitely got Senioritis; I just want to move on. Its one of those feelings that if I stay here much longer, irreparable harm may be done to my relationships with people, cuz lately I can't seem to be able to stand anyone from the ol' 'Minster.
I guess I just feel like my friends here constantly walk all over me. I've talked about it with a few of you; Daneille and Craig to be specific, but sometimes I feel like I invest a lot more into relationships than I get back. Example? Mr. Bob Allen is one of my best friends, but I get the sinking suspicion that he doesn't consider me one of his. I feel like he thinks of me as his stupid side-kick and not really an equal. I don't think he respects me. And the worst part? I'm kinda scared that he doesn't care.
Unfortunately, i feel like this in a lot of relationships here. I always used to say that it seems that when you people want to have fun, I'm like the last person they call. But when something needs to be built or someone needs help, they call me first. I always try to seem upbeat, outgoing and happy; but I truly worry that people don't like me and that they just put up with me cuz they are trying to be nice.
I know this is stupid and whiny, but oh well...its just one of those days, i guess.
As for the grad school front, not much has changed. I'm still waiting on CMU to get me a financial aid offer. Once I have that, I will make my choice. But at this point, I just need out of Amish country.
But for now I have dreams of the summer, dreams of graduate school and fun in the pottery department! (Danielle...the mug should be on the way soon! ;-) )
take care all of you! I miss ya' all desperately!
Rich
P.S. Random Huron Thoughts: George Muehlhauser, he's too cute for words; Wizard's Duels in the Hall with Abby, "cuddling like puppies", the final night sleeping in the one room, ripping shirts off "FINAL STRIKE!!!!!", weird midnight snacks during strike, the Playhouse being broken into on like the second night we were there and Shannon's bike being rode around pushed in the pitt, and Bob chugging pitchers of beer at the gay bar...