|
| 3 months and 3 days until I see my family again...
2 months and 4 days until Israel...
2 months and 4 days left at Oxford...
1 month and 2 days until Morocco...
1 week and 5 days until Seminars end and Tutorials begin...
8 days until my audition for the Oxford University Band/Orchestra...
5 days until my "Torture as Gothic Love: Jane Eyre and Rochester's S&M Relationship" essay is due...
3 days until Edinburgh & Glasgow (Scotlant)...
1 day until "Negotiating Silences: Jane Austen's Emma" is due...
2 hours and 21 minutes until I get to speak to him again...
Oh, life!
| | |
|
At High Cotton's restaurant in Charleston...
Starring contest?? I dunno... but that's a BIG wine glass! :)
SoOoOo... how come I'm going 90 and he's going 10?? I'm soooo t.o.d!
In other news, I've been missing out. Why has it taken me so long to date a Jewish boy?
"I've got all I've waited for, and I could not ask for more" | | |
| I guess I've been living this past month with the tiny thread of hope that someday soon I will awake from this nightmare and that everything will go back to normal. It took a few days to initially hit me that my mother will be gone for quite a while, but I never really thought she would remain like this.
I can hear the men in the other room installing the new bathroom, bedside handles, shower, etc. It sounds like change, beating with each strike of the hammer the permanence of the situation. On Tuesday she will come home for the first time in over a month, and a new chapter in our lives will begin.
I never thought she would be handicapped. I guess no one ever imagines themselves as such. It's just so strange, with the wheelchair and walkers and braces and... -- is this even my mother beneath it all?
She's almost gone crazy. I think the hospital's made her so. Or maybe I'm the one whose crazy. At any rate, I'm still waiting for this nightmare to be over - for the alarm clock to ring and for her to come in cheerfully, kiss me on the cheek, and tell me breakfast is waiting for me in the kitchen.
But somewhere deep inside I know that day will never come --
| | |
| Oh life.
Summer 2k7!!! Haha, I'm such a dork.
So much to do before I leave for Israel. Countdown? T-6 days!!! AAAAAHHHH
Ireland, Paris, and Israel, here I come!!
But it's bittersweet - I'm leaving Joseph behind. :(
This year I'm going to Masada and the Dead Sea for the first time, and also to Jerusalem again for the second time in my life. I'm also going white water rafting on the Jordan River. I can't wait.
More on this later... the pool's calling my name. :)
| | |
| running on 43 hours now without sleep. at least organic chem is out of the way. now if only i can make it through english final (68 minutes from now) without falling asleep. then i'm officially an upper-classmen in college.
wow.
where did the years go?
__________________
after nearly a week away from each other, my reunion with Joseph will be AMAZING tonight. oh yeah, we're official now. :)
i'm going to Texas. tomorrow morning. i know, i'm psycho. but i've never been and in the course of the past 2 days' worth of all nighters, my friend emily and i decided you only live once and thus we're living for the moment. she's leaving for China next week; I'm leaving for Israel. her boyfriend goes to UT, so we said, what the heck?? He's turning 21, and although i've never met him and am not quite sure what i will do while they are having... sexy time... together, by Moses I am starting this summer off on the right foot!! 15 hours in a car, here we come! how sketchy is that? especially considering he doesn't know we're coming, and we're staying with one of his friends whom even emily doesn't really know. all i have to say is, everything BETTER be bigger in Texas.
isn't this what college is all about?
peace out, rainbow trout :)
| | |
|
