Nov 23, 2006 00:03
It's interesting how my parent's house is supposed to be home and I'm sitting here awake thinking of how much I miss my home in Boston. My friends in Boston are amazing and I especially feel that this year. I love that I'm getting to know people better who were just fun friends in past years. I like that I have friends I really care about and who care about me. I'm in Vermont with my family and I feel the connection we have. I know that blood is family, but I feel that a family is a community. My community is at Simmons. Does that mean that Simmons is more of my family than my family?
I'm sitting here and I can feel it in my body that I'm missing all of you Simmons girls. That's an odd feeling. It's like I'm craving a cheeseburger only it's for extreme dinner and for random talking about stuff that doesn't matter but still means everything. I miss all of you that graduated, too. Basically, I miss all of your blazing awesomeness. Thanksgiving would be much better if it included snorting, infant noises, burps, quirky smiles, poking, posture correction, hugs, mischier, short-bus screaming, Jeff stalking, good conversation, emotional support, hedgehog wrangling, and elbow jousting. Insted, it's going to be an anxious dinner with my family and my sister's awkward boyfriend.
(sigh)
good night
stay awesome