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My brother is arriving in an hour and a half. My sister, her husband, and their baby (whom I haven't met yet!) are arriving in 3 hours. My brother's girlfriend and her two sons are arriving on Tuesday. All of them will be here until next Saturday. Until that time, I have been kicked to the couch. Well, that's not true. I offered up my room, because it's big and comfortable and I won't disturb my sister and her family if they're down the hall in the living room while I'm in my room. So instead, they can disturb me while I'm in the living room. Heh. It'll make it easier to have friends over late at night. Not that people sneak out of my house or anything...
It's been weird to be in Spokane for so long. I've enjoyed the break from school, and I've really enjoyed seeing my sister and my friends, especially those I didn't get to see over Thanksgiving. It's going to feel so odd going back to Seattle though. Especially because of the damn quarter system. What's that you say, SU? I start Christmas break a full week before my friends at other schools finish their finals? And then I leave to go back to school at least one week, if not two or three weeks, before my friends at other schools have to go back? So basically you're saying I get screwed out of one or two weeks with my friends during the winter AND I don't take my spring finals until the middle of June? Well fuck you, quarter system, and I say good day.
Not that I wasn't warned about the quarter system. And don't get me wrong, I like going to SU, and I love my friends there, and all of that. But in relation to the rest of the world, it blows. Stupid quarter system. Why can't they just conform?
I threw out my back last week. It was pretty impressive. I was the youngest old lady you've ever seen. I couldn't bend down without dying a bit, and I moved around like I was pregnant, or perhaps like I had a stick up my ass. Either way. But thanks to my dad's supply of hydrocodone and the help of our trusty family chiropractor, I am no longer an old lady, and I simply have a bad back. Good times. This was, of course, following my brother throwing out his back the day before I did, and six weeks following my sister breaking her tailbone. Oh, and my dad's a perma-cripple, because he has a bad knee. So when my dad, my sister (and now my brother, when he arrives), and I walked around together, we all looked totally ridiculous, and it looked like being a cripple runs in the family. Heh.
All my SU friends seem to want to go back to school right now. Well, not the classes part, generally. And while I do want to go back to be back in Seattle again and be with those friends, the thought that I'll be leaving everyone here and everyone who's going off to their own schools not to see them again until spring break at the earliest, most of them not until summer, terrifies me. I know I can handle it, obviously, because it's not a big deal. But it's just so strange to be playing the "Hello, goodbye" game again. And there are still so many people I haven't gotten to see, or I haven't gotten to spend as much time with as I've wanted. Blech.
But...it's family time now. For the next 2-3 days, I will be absorbed into the Herzog family and spit back out exhausted from faking my way through it all. Hoorah. :)
I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas. And if you don't celebrate Christmas, I hope you have an even better time doing that.
It's been weird to be in Spokane for so long. I've enjoyed the break from school, and I've really enjoyed seeing my sister and my friends, especially those I didn't get to see over Thanksgiving. It's going to feel so odd going back to Seattle though. Especially because of the damn quarter system. What's that you say, SU? I start Christmas break a full week before my friends at other schools finish their finals? And then I leave to go back to school at least one week, if not two or three weeks, before my friends at other schools have to go back? So basically you're saying I get screwed out of one or two weeks with my friends during the winter AND I don't take my spring finals until the middle of June? Well fuck you, quarter system, and I say good day.
Not that I wasn't warned about the quarter system. And don't get me wrong, I like going to SU, and I love my friends there, and all of that. But in relation to the rest of the world, it blows. Stupid quarter system. Why can't they just conform?
I threw out my back last week. It was pretty impressive. I was the youngest old lady you've ever seen. I couldn't bend down without dying a bit, and I moved around like I was pregnant, or perhaps like I had a stick up my ass. Either way. But thanks to my dad's supply of hydrocodone and the help of our trusty family chiropractor, I am no longer an old lady, and I simply have a bad back. Good times. This was, of course, following my brother throwing out his back the day before I did, and six weeks following my sister breaking her tailbone. Oh, and my dad's a perma-cripple, because he has a bad knee. So when my dad, my sister (and now my brother, when he arrives), and I walked around together, we all looked totally ridiculous, and it looked like being a cripple runs in the family. Heh.
All my SU friends seem to want to go back to school right now. Well, not the classes part, generally. And while I do want to go back to be back in Seattle again and be with those friends, the thought that I'll be leaving everyone here and everyone who's going off to their own schools not to see them again until spring break at the earliest, most of them not until summer, terrifies me. I know I can handle it, obviously, because it's not a big deal. But it's just so strange to be playing the "Hello, goodbye" game again. And there are still so many people I haven't gotten to see, or I haven't gotten to spend as much time with as I've wanted. Blech.
But...it's family time now. For the next 2-3 days, I will be absorbed into the Herzog family and spit back out exhausted from faking my way through it all. Hoorah. :)
I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas. And if you don't celebrate Christmas, I hope you have an even better time doing that.