one big rollercoaster
That is what life has been since I have returned to BU only 1.5 weeks ago...a crazy hot mess (to quote one of my faves - lmel) We just finished recruitment and will be meeting the newbies tonight and I am very excited, one of them is going to be my little sister! But the road to getting here was a hard one, especially since we had this horrendous blizzard that practically shut down the city and cancel the third night of parties. And it didn't help that, in the height of the blizzard, the Myles Hall fire alarm had an "electrical malfunction" at 1:30am and we all hand to stand outside in our PJs up to our knees in fresh snow and hurricane strength winds whipping at our faces. A sad story, I know. Although I must admit it is quite the story to tell.
After the last preference party last night, we had this game/ceremony that had such an effect on me. Just sitting there with my eyes closed, sappy music playing, tired out of my mind, the littlest touch of an unknown finger letting me know I inspired them or had a great sense of humor meant oh so much to me. I never thought about it before, but in this scary place where I so often can feel very alone there are people that think highly of me and care for me and love me. When it was my turn to touch or hug people, I realized this was truly an amazing experience. We were bawling messes, all of us...the sappy music didn't help much either. I went home with a warm heart in that below zero temperatures.
As for the ever-present someone in my life, things are starting to make sense, which is all I can hope for. It will only turn out one way or another and I am so hoping it will turn out the one way and not the other. I think by the end of the week I will finally be able to make peace (or have closure) with it all so it will consume my thoughts no more.
I am SO TIE TIE....I must sleep now...
After the last preference party last night, we had this game/ceremony that had such an effect on me. Just sitting there with my eyes closed, sappy music playing, tired out of my mind, the littlest touch of an unknown finger letting me know I inspired them or had a great sense of humor meant oh so much to me. I never thought about it before, but in this scary place where I so often can feel very alone there are people that think highly of me and care for me and love me. When it was my turn to touch or hug people, I realized this was truly an amazing experience. We were bawling messes, all of us...the sappy music didn't help much either. I went home with a warm heart in that below zero temperatures.
As for the ever-present someone in my life, things are starting to make sense, which is all I can hope for. It will only turn out one way or another and I am so hoping it will turn out the one way and not the other. I think by the end of the week I will finally be able to make peace (or have closure) with it all so it will consume my thoughts no more.
I am SO TIE TIE....I must sleep now...