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I know, I know, I never update. I haven't been online much all summer, but I've been doing a lot. Tomorrow is my last shift at Victoria's Secret for the summer... yay. I was considering working at the VS in State College during the school year, but I doubt my class schedule and stress level will permit it. Oh, plus I need to make time to party with my roommates and visit my boyf.
Anyway, that's basically it. I'm alive, just busy. I'm excited for the semester to start so I can take on my new academic projects (and move into my awesome apartment... bitchez).
Ugggh. It feels really trite writing about myself. The truth is, I'm not a big fan of summers at home anymore. All my "home friends" have their own shit to do (half of them aren't "home" anyway) and so do I. I feel like coming home for a few months is mostly a big interruption to my life, which is now conducted primarily elsewhere and independently. It's weird coming back home, and my relationship with my parents, although it's great, feels really awkward when I'm here because we're all still getting used to the new rules that govern our exchanges now that I'm "an adult." And I have to work retail... gag me. Seeing Mike is nice, but I actually prefer "long-distance." Yeah, we only see each other once every week or two, but then we get to spend a weekend together on our own terms. When we're home, we just follow each other to a string of family commitments and never get any time alone because our families are always all over us. But don't get me wrong--I love my family. They can visit me in my apartment all the time. I just don't really like being home.
I guess I'm just ready to go back to school. I had a really rough semester last spring, emotionally, and I can't wait to come back in the fall on the other side of things and move on. And I get to live with my awesome best friends who pulled me through everything. Love those kids.
So, I leave for vacation on Sunday and for school on the 27th. I'll drop a line sometime after I move into my apartment to tell you all how awesome it is. And I'm sure that being back at PSU will lift my spirits and get me out of this restless funk.
Love,
Rachel
Anyway, that's basically it. I'm alive, just busy. I'm excited for the semester to start so I can take on my new academic projects (and move into my awesome apartment... bitchez).
Ugggh. It feels really trite writing about myself. The truth is, I'm not a big fan of summers at home anymore. All my "home friends" have their own shit to do (half of them aren't "home" anyway) and so do I. I feel like coming home for a few months is mostly a big interruption to my life, which is now conducted primarily elsewhere and independently. It's weird coming back home, and my relationship with my parents, although it's great, feels really awkward when I'm here because we're all still getting used to the new rules that govern our exchanges now that I'm "an adult." And I have to work retail... gag me. Seeing Mike is nice, but I actually prefer "long-distance." Yeah, we only see each other once every week or two, but then we get to spend a weekend together on our own terms. When we're home, we just follow each other to a string of family commitments and never get any time alone because our families are always all over us. But don't get me wrong--I love my family. They can visit me in my apartment all the time. I just don't really like being home.
I guess I'm just ready to go back to school. I had a really rough semester last spring, emotionally, and I can't wait to come back in the fall on the other side of things and move on. And I get to live with my awesome best friends who pulled me through everything. Love those kids.
So, I leave for vacation on Sunday and for school on the 27th. I'll drop a line sometime after I move into my apartment to tell you all how awesome it is. And I'm sure that being back at PSU will lift my spirits and get me out of this restless funk.
Love,
Rachel