Winter Break
So, this whole being "home" for a month thing has its clear ups and downs. I miss people from Point so much, but one the rare occasion I get to see my dear New Berlin friends it is so so worth it being "home." (home is in quotations because my parents built a house far from the one i grew up in, and almost anywhere feels more homey than that place)
Well, let's start with some highlights: New Year's Eve at Lauren's house was really great because as soon as I saw everybody again, I felt glad to be back for the first time. (That's right, Christmas kind of sucked this year. I just couldn't get into the spirit...) I also had a great time hanging out with Nemo, Kay, and Brownie (that's Erica, Kathryn, and Amanda for most of you). Good talks. Then of course my birthday pretty much rocked (except for the Packers losing). The surprise party by Kelley and Roxy was amazing and you should stop by my dorm sometime and see the awesome card they made. Then of course there was tonight, which was histarical fun in Downtown Milwaukee. (we regressed from dancing at a club that has been closed all year, to settling a fight in a dark alley with a rock-paper-scissors tournament, to being turned out of a bar, to showing up at a closed restaurant, to eating gross doughnuts while a homeless man predicted our futures at a 24 hr. Dunk'n Doughnuts, to just chillin at Kelley's house) We'll try a new/open club tomorrow.
Ok. So living here has also been downright shitty at times. I've spent ridiculous amounts of time playing Hearts and Solitaire on my computer when no one's online. My parents are in control of basically everything I do because they have the cars. If they know where, what, who, when, how, size, color, shape, atomic mass, and ending time... I can do whatever I want... as long as I'm home by dark. Ok. It's not always quite that bad. But sometimes...
I am looking forward to some things. Tonight, we're trying a new night club in Milwaukee that should be great. Saturday, I get to go up to Appleton to dance and see some friends from Point. So far, it's just Kenzie, Steph, and I, but I hope Britt, Em, and Jay come too.
Don't think I hate it here. My mom especially has tried so hard to make it great here for me. My feet don't hang off the end of my new queen size bed, the basement appartment is progressing nicely, and my mom stays up late just to hang out with me even though she works early. It's been great seeing her everyday. Both my parents. And I really do miss my cats at school. While many will argue that cats dont care at all about anyone, mine are simply sweet and loving. And yes, they run up to you when you've been gone all day, bring you toys to play with them, and jump into your lap just to cuddle. My lump of a turtle actually doesn't care, but she did eat that egg I made for her. It must be love. I also love real food, and not hitting the ceiling every morning, and not fighting gravity to exhaustion just to take a nap in the lofts. So home has its strong points.
Either way, I want to go back to school. Next semester is going to be great. I just know. Even though it'll be more work and i'll have way more to do, and I won't be able to use the fact that I'm just a little freshman as an excuse for getting away with stuff, it's going to be great. One more week...
Well, let's start with some highlights: New Year's Eve at Lauren's house was really great because as soon as I saw everybody again, I felt glad to be back for the first time. (That's right, Christmas kind of sucked this year. I just couldn't get into the spirit...) I also had a great time hanging out with Nemo, Kay, and Brownie (that's Erica, Kathryn, and Amanda for most of you). Good talks. Then of course my birthday pretty much rocked (except for the Packers losing). The surprise party by Kelley and Roxy was amazing and you should stop by my dorm sometime and see the awesome card they made. Then of course there was tonight, which was histarical fun in Downtown Milwaukee. (we regressed from dancing at a club that has been closed all year, to settling a fight in a dark alley with a rock-paper-scissors tournament, to being turned out of a bar, to showing up at a closed restaurant, to eating gross doughnuts while a homeless man predicted our futures at a 24 hr. Dunk'n Doughnuts, to just chillin at Kelley's house) We'll try a new/open club tomorrow.
Ok. So living here has also been downright shitty at times. I've spent ridiculous amounts of time playing Hearts and Solitaire on my computer when no one's online. My parents are in control of basically everything I do because they have the cars. If they know where, what, who, when, how, size, color, shape, atomic mass, and ending time... I can do whatever I want... as long as I'm home by dark. Ok. It's not always quite that bad. But sometimes...
I am looking forward to some things. Tonight, we're trying a new night club in Milwaukee that should be great. Saturday, I get to go up to Appleton to dance and see some friends from Point. So far, it's just Kenzie, Steph, and I, but I hope Britt, Em, and Jay come too.
Don't think I hate it here. My mom especially has tried so hard to make it great here for me. My feet don't hang off the end of my new queen size bed, the basement appartment is progressing nicely, and my mom stays up late just to hang out with me even though she works early. It's been great seeing her everyday. Both my parents. And I really do miss my cats at school. While many will argue that cats dont care at all about anyone, mine are simply sweet and loving. And yes, they run up to you when you've been gone all day, bring you toys to play with them, and jump into your lap just to cuddle. My lump of a turtle actually doesn't care, but she did eat that egg I made for her. It must be love. I also love real food, and not hitting the ceiling every morning, and not fighting gravity to exhaustion just to take a nap in the lofts. So home has its strong points.
Either way, I want to go back to school. Next semester is going to be great. I just know. Even though it'll be more work and i'll have way more to do, and I won't be able to use the fact that I'm just a little freshman as an excuse for getting away with stuff, it's going to be great. One more week...
