Taking a break from work

[silverkate]

It's been an interesting three days. Friday, I drove to Philadelphia with Martha. I spent Friday night at her house. We drove around her town and I saw where she went to school and all of that. We went to South Philadelphia and got a cheesesteak and it was suprisingly good. On the way back to her house, we drove through Philadelphia and I saw a lot of stuff. Saturday morning Martha dropped me off at my parent's hotel in Philadelphia. I spent the day playing tourist with them. After we played tourist, we watched the movie Dodgeball on the hotel movie channel, hystarical. I was surprised how funny it was. Then we went to dinner and and just talked and talked. My dad told the restaraunt that we were celebrating my birthday, and at the end of dinnre I got a piece of cake with a candle. It was really nice. I had such a good time with them. I couldn't believe how much I missed them, and I feel kind of empty being back here. I'm so glad I got to spend time with them, even though it was less than 24 hours. All worth it. Then Sunday at 7:30 I woke up and took an 8:40 train back to DC. Marc picked me up at the station and we went to the hotel that his parnets were staying at and ate brunch with them. I was not good company at all, I was basically asleep at the table. After that, I went back to Marc's and napped. He went to play golf so I ran some errands and then went back over. All we did Sunday night was eat and sleep. So today we were almost back at school and I get a text message from Martha saying that she and Mo got into a fight and she asked me to come home. Go home, see Mo in the hall, hear about the fight. Go to the Bagle Place with Martha, hear about the fight more. Come home, get an e-mail from Mo addressed to all the girls that we live with. At first glance, it seems like she's addressing her problems with all of us. After reading it a couple of times, it's addressing her problems with Martha really. After the e-mail, they talked. Screamed more likeit. Mo told Martha that she was going to end up alone and lonely, that nobody was going to love someone like her. Basically what it boils down to is that Mo was mad at Martha eariler and wrote an e-mail angry, and instead of letting it sit and waiting a day, she sent it. I know that she's been upset with the way that Martha has been treating her, but her way of handling the situation, I think, was very inappropriate. Now Martha's depressed, Mo's not around, and things are interesting to say the very least. I'm trying to stay uninvolved. It's not my problem, the two of them need to work it out, and that's what it boils down to. They need to talk, not yell.

I'm starting my second week of way too much work. On October 20th, it will all be over. I can't wait. This week I have a religion midterm. Next week I hve an anthropology midterm, my reading list for my thesis due, I have to present to a class twice on a section of a book, hand in a 10 page paper, and meet with my GRE tutor. It's going to be fun. I can hardly wait. Most of that for the next week is all due on my birthday too. Not liking that.

Other then all of that, things are really good. I'm happy still, despite all this business that's going on. Now that I've seen my parents, I am really excited to go home for Thanksgiving. Spending less than 24 hours with them was really a tease, but worth it all the while.

I'm wide awake and it's 11:30. I'm going to do some work, try to get ahead so I won't feel the crunch as bad. When did I turn into a loser like this?