My Last Summer Entry?
I no longer have an installation CD for my parents' Internet service, so I'm unable to get the old computer connected to the Internet. The old computer has a user account with an unknown password, which bars me from making critical changes to the computer. Wiping it clean with an operating system CD might render the modem useless, since I don't have a CD containing a driver for it. Without USB ports, there isn't an easy way of transferring to and from this computer. It has a working floppy drive and CD drive, but my parents' other computer has a broken floppy drive and a broken CD drive.
So, my only choice is to use my laptop and connect to the Internet using my college's dial-up service, which will cause my parents to incur long distance charges. But they'll let me use it for a few minutes so I can buy my plane tickets.
This might be the last time I post a journal entry at home this summer. I still have my portable laptop and lots of friends, so this probably won't be my final summer entry.
Heh, I've gotten used to writing out my daily thoughts and letting friends know what I've been up to. This last month at home might feel pretty lonely without being able to keep in touch with friends so easily.
While I hope to return to college safe and sound, I still expect some sort of calamity to happen before arriving there. A 1,110-mile drive with my parents to a place I've never been before and a fleeing flight from Florida after surviving one of the worst natural disasters in American history have been my last two experiences with journeying to college. For my junior year of college, the last thing I expect is to arrive in Milwaukee under normal circumstances.
I plan to fly back to Milwaukee on August 30th. Let's hope another Katrina or Rita or any other hurricane doesn't hit here before then.
I may have to wait until college to get my cellphone fixed, but I hope it doesn't take that long. Using the speakerphone when talking to people isn't so bad, but it can get awkward depending on the place and surroundings during the phone call.
My mouth has fully healed since my wisdom teeth were taken out, but I have yet to see a dentist about my loose cold-sensitive tooth. I didn't get back into driving or get a job this summer, but at least I had fun with friends. I won't have a summer like this ever again, so maybe it was better for me to enjoy it with friends rather than stress over earning money and re-learning how to drive.
Just in case this happens to be my last summer entry, I hope everyone enjoys the rest of the summer. I apologize if I complained too much. If you're one of the friends I got to see this summer, I'm glad I was able to have fun with you, and if you're one of the friends just casually reading my journal, I hope you were somewhat entertained by the daily accounts of my summer life.
I'll conclude with a poem I once wrote about journeys:
A Journey Back (5/28/04)
Endless journeys do we embark to find ourselves.
We find dark and spaceless places with names and faces
we can't forget. We all regret to lose the ones we've lost,
and the lives we've crossed-
they're not pretend. It never ends, this endless path;
a vengeless wrath ensues inside our helpless minds,
and there, we find a selfless kind of reason
for loving who we are and loving who are always there
for us. Love surrounds us, and we care for those around us,
but until we see them safe and sound within our hearts,
we trust in parts of life that keep us hoping
that their grins stay smooth above their chins.
And even though strife and things keep us fighting,
we bring a bright and shining strength
beside ourselves so we can wish for days
when we are with our friends again,
the souls that brought us happiness.
Our journeys unite and bend
until they end with eyes and tears,
and as the fears and years tremble down,
we assemble sounds of joy and laughter,
and we'll rejoice our lives thereafter.
So, my only choice is to use my laptop and connect to the Internet using my college's dial-up service, which will cause my parents to incur long distance charges. But they'll let me use it for a few minutes so I can buy my plane tickets.
This might be the last time I post a journal entry at home this summer. I still have my portable laptop and lots of friends, so this probably won't be my final summer entry.
Heh, I've gotten used to writing out my daily thoughts and letting friends know what I've been up to. This last month at home might feel pretty lonely without being able to keep in touch with friends so easily.
While I hope to return to college safe and sound, I still expect some sort of calamity to happen before arriving there. A 1,110-mile drive with my parents to a place I've never been before and a fleeing flight from Florida after surviving one of the worst natural disasters in American history have been my last two experiences with journeying to college. For my junior year of college, the last thing I expect is to arrive in Milwaukee under normal circumstances.
I plan to fly back to Milwaukee on August 30th. Let's hope another Katrina or Rita or any other hurricane doesn't hit here before then.
I may have to wait until college to get my cellphone fixed, but I hope it doesn't take that long. Using the speakerphone when talking to people isn't so bad, but it can get awkward depending on the place and surroundings during the phone call.
My mouth has fully healed since my wisdom teeth were taken out, but I have yet to see a dentist about my loose cold-sensitive tooth. I didn't get back into driving or get a job this summer, but at least I had fun with friends. I won't have a summer like this ever again, so maybe it was better for me to enjoy it with friends rather than stress over earning money and re-learning how to drive.
Just in case this happens to be my last summer entry, I hope everyone enjoys the rest of the summer. I apologize if I complained too much. If you're one of the friends I got to see this summer, I'm glad I was able to have fun with you, and if you're one of the friends just casually reading my journal, I hope you were somewhat entertained by the daily accounts of my summer life.
I'll conclude with a poem I once wrote about journeys:
A Journey Back (5/28/04)
Endless journeys do we embark to find ourselves.
We find dark and spaceless places with names and faces
we can't forget. We all regret to lose the ones we've lost,
and the lives we've crossed-
they're not pretend. It never ends, this endless path;
a vengeless wrath ensues inside our helpless minds,
and there, we find a selfless kind of reason
for loving who we are and loving who are always there
for us. Love surrounds us, and we care for those around us,
but until we see them safe and sound within our hearts,
we trust in parts of life that keep us hoping
that their grins stay smooth above their chins.
And even though strife and things keep us fighting,
we bring a bright and shining strength
beside ourselves so we can wish for days
when we are with our friends again,
the souls that brought us happiness.
Our journeys unite and bend
until they end with eyes and tears,
and as the fears and years tremble down,
we assemble sounds of joy and laughter,
and we'll rejoice our lives thereafter.