Over a month later....
Well, so much for writing in here regularly. Ah well. I really was going to, and then right after Christmas all the deb stuff really picked up -- and then, of course, Bounds got to Greensboro and I spent little to no time on the computer after that. Man, that was fun. =) The deb ball went well, I guess. I mean, it's insanely hyped up and EXPENSIVE for just being nine girls in white dresses walking around together. Seriously, we were all just ready to get to the party by the night of the 28th. But it was pretty cool -- Daddy was definitely the best-looking father, and my brothers were the best-looking siblings, and Mom looked gorgeous (not that I'm biased or anything). And my Dad pretty much taught me to dance, so we were the best waltz-ers, which was cool. I did feel ridiculous every now and then, but it was nice to have all my friends there (especially the boy, of course) and I think -- I HOPE -- they all had a good time, too.
So yeah... I thought my Christmas break was a success. My mother, on the other hand, disagrees. The morning Bounds and I left to drive back to Furman, Mom wouldn't speak to me. Like, didn't give me a hug, didn't walk me to my car, nothing. Dad showed up to help me pack stuff in my car and say goodbye, and she FLIPPED. She started yelling about how I never spend time with her when I'm at home, and how I've arranged to spend all my time away from her, and how I clearly hate spending time with her, etc, etc. NONE of which is true. She's one to talk, anyway. I didn't exactly feel welcome at home, what with the giant pile of her clothes on my bed when I arrived, and her attitude about all the deb functions we had to go to. She made parts of break relatively.... awful, actually. But I still had dinner with her and the boys a couple times, and I spent nearly all my nights at her house, except when I was with Karen -- I think that's pretty good! I had dinner with Dad like twice and the only other times I saw him were at deb stuff. But she thinks I spent "way more time" with him than with her. ??????? Oy. The sad thing is, she's still angry with me for it. Bounds and I are going out to Arizona to visit my grandparents and my dad's sister and her family over Easter break, and when I told her about that she just jumped right back into her tirade about how I hate coming home, blah blah blah. At this point, I'm just going to assume that she's frustrated with other stuff in her life and taking it out on me, because it doesn't make sense anymore. I mean, I'm coming home for spring break, and there are plenty of other things I had thought about doing. For God's sake, there are a bunch of girls on the hall trying to get as many people as possible to go to Key West. I AM in college. I don't have to come home anymore, but I do. Gah. So frustrating. I'm not going to think about it anymore.
Re: Easter -- SO exciting. =) Bounds and I bought plane tickets last night. For cheap, too, which was nice. And Mom may not be thrilled about it, but Daddy is really happy that I took the intiative in going to visit his family. We live so far away from each other, and now that I'm in college it feels like I have more of a chance to go visit. I guess that's the newfound independence talking. But it's just nice. Because I never see these people, and I'm beginning to realize that that's not as common a situation as I'd thought. Especially down South, but not exclusively here -- Bounds lives really close at least to both his grandparents, if not all his extended family the way that Newsom was. I think part of why Newsom and I had so many problems throughout was that we just didn't understand each other. He had no way of knowing what it's like to live at a distance from the people you love, and I couldn't understand what I saw as an obsession with family. Being at Furman I've met a lot more people that are like Newsom than like me, and it's beginning to make me wonder how different I would have been if my family had lived within a 30-mile radius. I can't tell which I like better. I can't imagine living near my family, but just because I can't imagine it doesn't necessarily mean I wouldn't like it.... I don't know. Anyway, I'm just glad I'll get to see these cousins and my grandparents over Easter when I usually wouldn't. Plus it's bound to be beautiful out near Phoenix in the middle of April. I mean, when we went for Christmas a couple years ago it was warm-ish, so it's never bad weather I guess. Except I wouldn't want to go during the heat of the summer. *whistles* It gets ridiculous.
What else is new....? Um, classes are pretty cool this term (it's already midterm week. What. The. Hell.) -- I have Acting, with Doug, which is fantastically fun, and History of the French Revolution which is.... well, the reading is interesting. I'm actually getting it done on a pretty regular basis, which is a serious accomplishment for me. But the class is set up as entirely discussion oriented, when I think I would actually prefer lectures for once. I mean, I'd like to take notes, I'd like to learn stuff, I'm a dork about the French Revolution and I was really interested about this course. But I never end up getting anything out of the class because some of the people are just DUMB. And most of the dumb ones dominate the discussion. I rarely feel like we talk about anything interesting, and people don't usually bring up great arguments, so I don't end up participating that much, either. Boo. But the books we've got have been ... not easy reading, per se, but not hard textbook stuff either. Maybe that's just because I find the FR fascinating. Like I said. Dork.
Madrigals is going pretty well. We're learning a bunch of new music that most people seem to like. A few people are having trouble getting to rehearsals on time, or at all, occasionally, and that kind of needs to be addressed... but overall I think things are good. FUtones is.... oy, well, I have issues with FUtones right now, but I don't know that I want to put them online. No, in fact, I'm sure I don't. At least at this point. I like the music we're doing, and I miss Suzanne and Adrienne. And that's all I'm sayin'.
Ummmmm.... that's all for now. I was going to post New Year's Resolutions but I think I've pretty much smashed them all to pieces. Including exercising and eating better and stuff... Kim, don't hate me! =( So yeah, I'm done. Until next time, faithful readers..... (or unfaithful, you can cheat on my blog, it doesn't care)
So yeah... I thought my Christmas break was a success. My mother, on the other hand, disagrees. The morning Bounds and I left to drive back to Furman, Mom wouldn't speak to me. Like, didn't give me a hug, didn't walk me to my car, nothing. Dad showed up to help me pack stuff in my car and say goodbye, and she FLIPPED. She started yelling about how I never spend time with her when I'm at home, and how I've arranged to spend all my time away from her, and how I clearly hate spending time with her, etc, etc. NONE of which is true. She's one to talk, anyway. I didn't exactly feel welcome at home, what with the giant pile of her clothes on my bed when I arrived, and her attitude about all the deb functions we had to go to. She made parts of break relatively.... awful, actually. But I still had dinner with her and the boys a couple times, and I spent nearly all my nights at her house, except when I was with Karen -- I think that's pretty good! I had dinner with Dad like twice and the only other times I saw him were at deb stuff. But she thinks I spent "way more time" with him than with her. ??????? Oy. The sad thing is, she's still angry with me for it. Bounds and I are going out to Arizona to visit my grandparents and my dad's sister and her family over Easter break, and when I told her about that she just jumped right back into her tirade about how I hate coming home, blah blah blah. At this point, I'm just going to assume that she's frustrated with other stuff in her life and taking it out on me, because it doesn't make sense anymore. I mean, I'm coming home for spring break, and there are plenty of other things I had thought about doing. For God's sake, there are a bunch of girls on the hall trying to get as many people as possible to go to Key West. I AM in college. I don't have to come home anymore, but I do. Gah. So frustrating. I'm not going to think about it anymore.
Re: Easter -- SO exciting. =) Bounds and I bought plane tickets last night. For cheap, too, which was nice. And Mom may not be thrilled about it, but Daddy is really happy that I took the intiative in going to visit his family. We live so far away from each other, and now that I'm in college it feels like I have more of a chance to go visit. I guess that's the newfound independence talking. But it's just nice. Because I never see these people, and I'm beginning to realize that that's not as common a situation as I'd thought. Especially down South, but not exclusively here -- Bounds lives really close at least to both his grandparents, if not all his extended family the way that Newsom was. I think part of why Newsom and I had so many problems throughout was that we just didn't understand each other. He had no way of knowing what it's like to live at a distance from the people you love, and I couldn't understand what I saw as an obsession with family. Being at Furman I've met a lot more people that are like Newsom than like me, and it's beginning to make me wonder how different I would have been if my family had lived within a 30-mile radius. I can't tell which I like better. I can't imagine living near my family, but just because I can't imagine it doesn't necessarily mean I wouldn't like it.... I don't know. Anyway, I'm just glad I'll get to see these cousins and my grandparents over Easter when I usually wouldn't. Plus it's bound to be beautiful out near Phoenix in the middle of April. I mean, when we went for Christmas a couple years ago it was warm-ish, so it's never bad weather I guess. Except I wouldn't want to go during the heat of the summer. *whistles* It gets ridiculous.
What else is new....? Um, classes are pretty cool this term (it's already midterm week. What. The. Hell.) -- I have Acting, with Doug, which is fantastically fun, and History of the French Revolution which is.... well, the reading is interesting. I'm actually getting it done on a pretty regular basis, which is a serious accomplishment for me. But the class is set up as entirely discussion oriented, when I think I would actually prefer lectures for once. I mean, I'd like to take notes, I'd like to learn stuff, I'm a dork about the French Revolution and I was really interested about this course. But I never end up getting anything out of the class because some of the people are just DUMB. And most of the dumb ones dominate the discussion. I rarely feel like we talk about anything interesting, and people don't usually bring up great arguments, so I don't end up participating that much, either. Boo. But the books we've got have been ... not easy reading, per se, but not hard textbook stuff either. Maybe that's just because I find the FR fascinating. Like I said. Dork.
Madrigals is going pretty well. We're learning a bunch of new music that most people seem to like. A few people are having trouble getting to rehearsals on time, or at all, occasionally, and that kind of needs to be addressed... but overall I think things are good. FUtones is.... oy, well, I have issues with FUtones right now, but I don't know that I want to put them online. No, in fact, I'm sure I don't. At least at this point. I like the music we're doing, and I miss Suzanne and Adrienne. And that's all I'm sayin'.
Ummmmm.... that's all for now. I was going to post New Year's Resolutions but I think I've pretty much smashed them all to pieces. Including exercising and eating better and stuff... Kim, don't hate me! =( So yeah, I'm done. Until next time, faithful readers..... (or unfaithful, you can cheat on my blog, it doesn't care)
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