LDC
I just got back from the Red Cross Leadership Development Center thing at Mills College. It was a ton of fun, and I met lots of cool people. We did all sorts of hilarious activities, AND I got First Aid certified for free! A lot of the people I really liked hanging out with have graduated, though, and it's strange to say because I really haven't known them for very long at all, but I'm going to miss them.
Anyway, this is my second night back. I went to Levi's last night, which was nice because I'd missed him while I was away, but tonight it's really hitting me how lonely it is at home. I have papers and other assignments to finish for school, so I really shouldn't be distracted by other people anyway, but it's times like these I wish so badly that I had a sibling, or a friend just as lonely as me to talk on the phone with. It's just so quiet, I can't stand it, I've been around so many people this last week and the silence is killing me. Even in the middle of the night at Mills, there's always someone walking around the dorm going to the bathroom, making the toilet flush loudly or creaking the really really really old hardwood floors. I had a roommate who was really bubbly and loved to talk, and we'd chat for at least forty minutes before going to bed. And even more awesome was that in the office that connected to our bedroom (our dorm room was pretty big), there wasn't really a window... There was this huge rectangular piece of the wall cut out, with a huge blue tarp over it that you could raise up and basically plunge to your death (or at least some broken bones) if you wanted to; the bottom part of the wall underneath the "window" didn't even make it up to my hip. But anyway, our room was near a corner, and the room of the girl I hung out with most of the week met the corner we were at, so I could just raise up the blue tarp, stick myself out the "window" (without falling off the second floor) and softly scream "MICHELLE" and she'd pop herself out too and we'd chat or pick a place to meet up later.
I wish there was someone I could holler at right outside my bedroom window. I realize that's what phones are for, but at midnight, I've exhausted all other options (all of two, isn't that sad?) and have resorted to livejournal. I can't wait to be in a college dorm. There'll always be new people to meet and someone to talk to.
Christ, I'm bordering on emo in this entry (unless I'm being overly paranoid about it, which is always appreciated when it comes to whiny posts). Why is it that stuff written down is always exaggerated into some form of irritating drivel? Drivel. Ha. It's such an appropriate word for drool. Okay, good(morning)night.
Anyway, this is my second night back. I went to Levi's last night, which was nice because I'd missed him while I was away, but tonight it's really hitting me how lonely it is at home. I have papers and other assignments to finish for school, so I really shouldn't be distracted by other people anyway, but it's times like these I wish so badly that I had a sibling, or a friend just as lonely as me to talk on the phone with. It's just so quiet, I can't stand it, I've been around so many people this last week and the silence is killing me. Even in the middle of the night at Mills, there's always someone walking around the dorm going to the bathroom, making the toilet flush loudly or creaking the really really really old hardwood floors. I had a roommate who was really bubbly and loved to talk, and we'd chat for at least forty minutes before going to bed. And even more awesome was that in the office that connected to our bedroom (our dorm room was pretty big), there wasn't really a window... There was this huge rectangular piece of the wall cut out, with a huge blue tarp over it that you could raise up and basically plunge to your death (or at least some broken bones) if you wanted to; the bottom part of the wall underneath the "window" didn't even make it up to my hip. But anyway, our room was near a corner, and the room of the girl I hung out with most of the week met the corner we were at, so I could just raise up the blue tarp, stick myself out the "window" (without falling off the second floor) and softly scream "MICHELLE" and she'd pop herself out too and we'd chat or pick a place to meet up later.
I wish there was someone I could holler at right outside my bedroom window. I realize that's what phones are for, but at midnight, I've exhausted all other options (all of two, isn't that sad?) and have resorted to livejournal. I can't wait to be in a college dorm. There'll always be new people to meet and someone to talk to.
Christ, I'm bordering on emo in this entry (unless I'm being overly paranoid about it, which is always appreciated when it comes to whiny posts). Why is it that stuff written down is always exaggerated into some form of irritating drivel? Drivel. Ha. It's such an appropriate word for drool. Okay, good(morning)night.