Friday, March 18, 2005
Wow, home.
Staring out the third floor window of the office, I realized how much I missed it here. There was a little, blonde girl running after the pigeons the old woman was feeding across the street in the park. Two guys with dreads played instruments while three girls in long flowing skirts moved slightly to the beat. People sat in small groups talking; two old men played chess. The blue sky melted against against the beautiful architecture of that end of town (near the grove arcade). I love Clemson, don't get me wrong. But there is a strange beauty in this place, in the mountians and in the people. Its different and unique. I looked down and saw my mom sitting on a bench enjoying the sunlight. It was wonderful. A small, old woman waddled out of the cubicle behind me.
"You passed the assessment test. We'll notify you next week about the position." Blissful, peaceful feeling.
But why couldn't he have told me sooner. A call two weeks ago would have helped. But then I wouldn't have come home for this job, would I? I wouldn't be enjoying seeing people or soccer or my family. I guess some things work out for the better. And who knows, maybe that will still work out too.
Speaking of soccer...The Plague kicked some butt tonight! 11-3 was it? or did we have 12? Whatever. It was so fun playing with them again, even if there were only four of us from the old team. There's something about it just being the Plague that makes it special. It just sucked that I had to hurt my knee in the beginning of the second period, so I didn't get to play much. Oh well.
Memories of old times...
As we sat in Old Europe, it almost felt as if time rewound for a moment. Back to a year ago, back when that was a weekly occurance. But in a way it was different. We all have different memories and events and stories and are slightly different ourselves. But in those few moments while we were there, it was as if all that time had been only a couple of weeks. We were close again. Talking about life and goofiness.
It was wonderful and hard to see my family. Learned more that has been going on than I knew. She was worse off than I knew. Things aren't over yet, but they're slowly improving. Mom is moving to Chapel Hill on Monday to live with her. It was wonderful staying up talking to dad and having dinner with mom.
For a moment I almost wished I was here longer. Than, I changed my mind. I'm glad its a short stay. Anyway, I'm sooooo excited about going to Texas!
Do I worry you? Cause you act like it. You don't need to worry. I'm fine, I'm not like that. I'll be okay. =-)
Staring out the third floor window of the office, I realized how much I missed it here. There was a little, blonde girl running after the pigeons the old woman was feeding across the street in the park. Two guys with dreads played instruments while three girls in long flowing skirts moved slightly to the beat. People sat in small groups talking; two old men played chess. The blue sky melted against against the beautiful architecture of that end of town (near the grove arcade). I love Clemson, don't get me wrong. But there is a strange beauty in this place, in the mountians and in the people. Its different and unique. I looked down and saw my mom sitting on a bench enjoying the sunlight. It was wonderful. A small, old woman waddled out of the cubicle behind me.
"You passed the assessment test. We'll notify you next week about the position." Blissful, peaceful feeling.
But why couldn't he have told me sooner. A call two weeks ago would have helped. But then I wouldn't have come home for this job, would I? I wouldn't be enjoying seeing people or soccer or my family. I guess some things work out for the better. And who knows, maybe that will still work out too.
Speaking of soccer...The Plague kicked some butt tonight! 11-3 was it? or did we have 12? Whatever. It was so fun playing with them again, even if there were only four of us from the old team. There's something about it just being the Plague that makes it special. It just sucked that I had to hurt my knee in the beginning of the second period, so I didn't get to play much. Oh well.
Memories of old times...
As we sat in Old Europe, it almost felt as if time rewound for a moment. Back to a year ago, back when that was a weekly occurance. But in a way it was different. We all have different memories and events and stories and are slightly different ourselves. But in those few moments while we were there, it was as if all that time had been only a couple of weeks. We were close again. Talking about life and goofiness.
It was wonderful and hard to see my family. Learned more that has been going on than I knew. She was worse off than I knew. Things aren't over yet, but they're slowly improving. Mom is moving to Chapel Hill on Monday to live with her. It was wonderful staying up talking to dad and having dinner with mom.
For a moment I almost wished I was here longer. Than, I changed my mind. I'm glad its a short stay. Anyway, I'm sooooo excited about going to Texas!
Do I worry you? Cause you act like it. You don't need to worry. I'm fine, I'm not like that. I'll be okay. =-)
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