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Coming back to Mudd
Sep. 1st, 2003 07:27 pmYesterday on the airplane
I've never been so unenthusiastic about coming back to Mudd. All week I've kept myself pretty busy and tried really hard to pretend that I don't care that Josh wont be back at Mudd when I get there. But the fact of the matter is that I'm really not enthusiastic about getting back. Not enthusiastic at all. We got to the airport pretty early and I got checked in pretty quick so I waited around and talked with my parents for a while before going through security. I cried when I said good bye to them. It's hard to go where I don't have family. At school, Josh has been single-handedly filling that role for me ever since I realized I needed it. My dad looked about ready to cry when I got ready to go through security too. According to my mom, he always cries when I go back to school.
I'm sure I'll feel a lot better when I actually get there, but I expect I'm going to find myself missing Kim and Virginia and Nick more than I ever did before. I'm greatful that Rachel is still at school. And I know that there are three years worth of new people whom I've never gotten to know as well as I should have. But one of the special things about friends is that you really want the old ones, not new replacements. Not because there is anything better about the old ones, just that they seem special because you know them.
I've got to pull myself together. I don't want to spend my senior year crying. I really don't.
I'm listening to Alice's Restaurant. It's my going back to school song. I listened to it before my first day of school every year in high school. I don't think I did so much at college because it didn't really scare me all that much... normally.
I've never been so unenthusiastic about coming back to Mudd. All week I've kept myself pretty busy and tried really hard to pretend that I don't care that Josh wont be back at Mudd when I get there. But the fact of the matter is that I'm really not enthusiastic about getting back. Not enthusiastic at all. We got to the airport pretty early and I got checked in pretty quick so I waited around and talked with my parents for a while before going through security. I cried when I said good bye to them. It's hard to go where I don't have family. At school, Josh has been single-handedly filling that role for me ever since I realized I needed it. My dad looked about ready to cry when I got ready to go through security too. According to my mom, he always cries when I go back to school.
I'm sure I'll feel a lot better when I actually get there, but I expect I'm going to find myself missing Kim and Virginia and Nick more than I ever did before. I'm greatful that Rachel is still at school. And I know that there are three years worth of new people whom I've never gotten to know as well as I should have. But one of the special things about friends is that you really want the old ones, not new replacements. Not because there is anything better about the old ones, just that they seem special because you know them.
I've got to pull myself together. I don't want to spend my senior year crying. I really don't.
I'm listening to Alice's Restaurant. It's my going back to school song. I listened to it before my first day of school every year in high school. I don't think I did so much at college because it didn't really scare me all that much... normally.
