distance makes the heart grow fonder

Jun 24, 2004 12:56

Today marks day 16 that I have been up in New Hampshire. My internship/job is running very smoothly. Every morning I wake up at 9, eat some breakfast, walk out the door around 9:30 and walk about a mile and a half to work, get there at 10 and then I work till 2. So far at work I have assembled computers, installed software, learned how the MAC way of things works (which is amazing, I don't know why I ever thought that PC's were better than MAC's). My next computer will definitely be a MAC. My aunt and uncle have been so nice to me since I have been up here. They give me food, take me to cool places, and are really nice. Same with my cousins Rita and Charlie.

It's great up here, but there are a lot of times that I wish I was back home hanging out. My 16th Birthday came and it was weird because I wasn't as excited as I normally am for my birthday. All of the people who are normally there with me to celebrate my birthday weren't there. I had a party and everything but it just wasn't the same. I missed all of my friends, and I especially missed not being with Heather.

I gripe about this now but being up here is a good experience for me. I get a chance to spend time with my relatives who I pretty much never see, and I get to have a job doing something that I love to do and that I know a lot about.

When I get home everyone has to help me celebrate my birthday. We are going to have a belated birthday party at my house and I want everyone there (especially you). I miss Heather a lot but my feelings of missing her are replaced with feelings of joy for the next time that I see her.

haha my mom constantly tells me that I should walk into town and find friends. I don't know why that is so funny but it is.

Alright I have to get back to setting up some computers

Oh by the way, Heather's computer is fixed, no more problems with it. Ahhh I am so happy about that. All of the time I put into working on it was worth it

Alright everyone, peace
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