I'm quite homesick right now. I don't want to eat anymore food at Tillett, I want rice and chicken ! It must be because of finals and Christmas are so close. I want to see Germaine and Jule James very badly and see our Christmas tree. Or even see the cousins and have some fruit salad. Or maybe I'm annoyed and homesick because of this hangover. Who knows. Things are over with him too. Non-verbally over. I guess I should've been prepared to be used..Especially when the guy is well, apathetic. Next time I'll choose a better guy. :( Gosh dang if guys did things right then they'd get what they want. But I'm glad my friends are keeping me half-sane. Even if I've been iscolating myself lately...because I'm trying to not fail any classes. It snowed last night and it should've kept going so this expos final would be cancelled.
I'm happy to have the roommate I have. Oh gosh it's the homestretch.
Mountie song. I've heard this song more than 10 times over the past 7 years Ive been connected to the Mount. Actually, the first time the Blue Note choir performed "I Wish I May" was when I was 11. The performance was Germaine's first time at the Mount's Open House. She's also three years ahead of me so this was way before I entered the Mount. Ms. Dooley hasn't changed the song since. I didn't quite get what was so great about this song until graduation 7 years later, when I developed a pas with scars andjoys.
Never understood the beauty of the song until now, and how much truth it holds. Listen closely to the lyrics and you'll relate.
Love the city and am grateful for the mini-vacation. If I were an aspiring artist or writer, I would want to live there. Sometimes I like to think that I'm a New Yorker at heart and simply strut down the sidewalk. ,br>I bought a kimono robe from Chinatown for $20. I suck at haggling because they're a tough bunch of people. They all mistake Mia and I for Chinese girls which is strange because we're, um, not. I ate a falafel and drank amazing bubble tea (a scarce thing in Jersey). We got carried away with observing people's outfits and making up stories about anyone we saw. Ran through Central Park with Mia just for the hell of it. On the E-train, I held a 10 minute conversation with Spanish tourists who were vacationing in the city. (All the hard work in Spanish class paid off!) I haven't seen any celebs but maybe tomorrow I'll go uptown even if the apartment is downtown. :) I've become a poor college students who once worked 3 jobs in the time span of three days. Whoops.
Rutgers. 9 days away. Almost done with packing. Spent most of week shopping w/ Mia and probably busted $300 so far. My room is scattered with plastic bags and boxes, it looks like I'm moving out of the house...wait, I am.
Got schedule from school and have 17 credits. I think I can handle that with a job on campus.
Nervous, excited, nervous, more excited. You know, the usual. Gonna miss the siblings and a random population of people. All my closest loves are moving away too so no hard feelings. I'm planning to stay at Rutgers as long as possible even if I'm homesick. I'm going to try and be on my own.
No longer a Catholic school girl with a knit skirt and knee socks. (What? I have to make my own outfits? Shieeet.) Hello Rutgers University.
Next week I might be live in Manhattan on my own for a couple of days. The mini-vacation's a well-deserved one.
My heart's busted once again. No pain, no gain, as dad loves to say. Sometimes it feels like all pain, no gain. But that's not true at all. I've learned to take relationships slowly and let it develop. I vow to never rush if I want things to last. Young and independent, I have too much to live for to let this tear me down.
I know what we both felt was pure and true. I can't say much about it because I don't know what happened. I've fallen this time but will get up and keep going. Life's given me no choice.
