Welcome Back, Potter
I've spent the last three consecutive hours reading the new Harry Potter, and I've cleared my schedule so I literally have the rest of the afternoon alone in the dorm room to indulge, but I took a water/lj break to report.
This weekend I went back for a visit to good old Bexley. I got to see many a good friend, but I didn't get to see everyone I would've liked, as I was visiting the madre in les hospital, where she ended up because of diabetes complications. I have to call her later and check up, and I made her a really odd homemade getwell card to brighten her spirits, but I think she will just call me and tell me I'm really weird. I took the bus with my sister to see her at Grant, and it was a sketchy, sketchy ride. Good thing I had my bodyguard, the one, the only, Alyssa Kraus to protect me. She could've taken every one of those drug dealers, I know it.
I miss everyone again, but I must admit I like it more and more here, and it was comforting to get back to my dorm room, which is basically a 24/7 slumber party and my classes, which give purpose to my summer.
And now, a recount of the days at home.
Thursday: I got in, went to Kate's, tried on every article of clothin she owns for old sakes, saw Lily, my love, and SASHA. Which was awesome. I love Sasha. Even though she works at graeter's and we hate each other. Me and Graeter's, not me and Sasha. Cool people went to Molly Margulie's to enjoy some hukah, or enjoy others enjoying hookah. (yes, two dif sp's, i know) I saw Andy Tongren and Rachel Zacks, which was WAY random. Strange, too. That was a kewl night.
Friday: Woke up at noon, went to lunch with the lovely Misty, who seems to be doing quite well. I would have liked to watch the movie her summer school kids made, but there was little time. Sasha and I hung at her pad for awhile, before I got very worried about my mum and traveled home. On the way home I remembered just how much I had missed Sasha and how cool our conversations can be. That night I rocked out with Dan-yull, who fucked up later, Kate, Lil' E, and Magoo. I even got to see Coop for fries at three in the morning. I hope Daniel made it home.
Saturday: Pretty much more of the same, plus visiting my mom. Woke up at Magoo's, realized like an ass we had missed shul, almost cried because I had actually intensly wanted to attend, gave up beating myself up over it, ate some weird ass mac and cheese Magoo concocted, and headed for home. I chilled with the one and only Olga that night, visited Amanda on her birthday, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MANDA, and I think Olga made it home unscathed. I chilled with some kids who graduated last year, which was an interesting time.
Sunday: Woke up, called my ride, was informed they had passed C-bus an hour ago but would turn around, showered, hugged Magoo goodbye, and fled.
All in all, a good time was had. I wish I could have gone shopping and to coffee with John, which always gets fucked up somehow, but another time. When we go, I'll make him wear his new rad pony shirt, because it's so fucking frat.
This weekend I went back for a visit to good old Bexley. I got to see many a good friend, but I didn't get to see everyone I would've liked, as I was visiting the madre in les hospital, where she ended up because of diabetes complications. I have to call her later and check up, and I made her a really odd homemade getwell card to brighten her spirits, but I think she will just call me and tell me I'm really weird. I took the bus with my sister to see her at Grant, and it was a sketchy, sketchy ride. Good thing I had my bodyguard, the one, the only, Alyssa Kraus to protect me. She could've taken every one of those drug dealers, I know it.
I miss everyone again, but I must admit I like it more and more here, and it was comforting to get back to my dorm room, which is basically a 24/7 slumber party and my classes, which give purpose to my summer.
And now, a recount of the days at home.
Thursday: I got in, went to Kate's, tried on every article of clothin she owns for old sakes, saw Lily, my love, and SASHA. Which was awesome. I love Sasha. Even though she works at graeter's and we hate each other. Me and Graeter's, not me and Sasha. Cool people went to Molly Margulie's to enjoy some hukah, or enjoy others enjoying hookah. (yes, two dif sp's, i know) I saw Andy Tongren and Rachel Zacks, which was WAY random. Strange, too. That was a kewl night.
Friday: Woke up at noon, went to lunch with the lovely Misty, who seems to be doing quite well. I would have liked to watch the movie her summer school kids made, but there was little time. Sasha and I hung at her pad for awhile, before I got very worried about my mum and traveled home. On the way home I remembered just how much I had missed Sasha and how cool our conversations can be. That night I rocked out with Dan-yull, who fucked up later, Kate, Lil' E, and Magoo. I even got to see Coop for fries at three in the morning. I hope Daniel made it home.
Saturday: Pretty much more of the same, plus visiting my mom. Woke up at Magoo's, realized like an ass we had missed shul, almost cried because I had actually intensly wanted to attend, gave up beating myself up over it, ate some weird ass mac and cheese Magoo concocted, and headed for home. I chilled with the one and only Olga that night, visited Amanda on her birthday, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MANDA, and I think Olga made it home unscathed. I chilled with some kids who graduated last year, which was an interesting time.
Sunday: Woke up, called my ride, was informed they had passed C-bus an hour ago but would turn around, showered, hugged Magoo goodbye, and fled.
All in all, a good time was had. I wish I could have gone shopping and to coffee with John, which always gets fucked up somehow, but another time. When we go, I'll make him wear his new rad pony shirt, because it's so fucking frat.