Well, Hige left to go back home today. We had a great weekend. I'm really glad he came. Our discussion over dinner last night wasn't pleasant, though. He decided he couldn't come to Longwood. Said it was too far from city and in addition he wasn't really interested in any of the majors they offer here. And while he's right and I want him to go to ( Read more... )

This is it, then. Can we really endure this? Dragging the past out into the light only to be beaten savagely and then sending it back into the endless night? Is it worth it? I hardly know. And yet he hardly knows me at all. Do I know him just as little? The stab of a blade hurts only a fraction of what I feel when I think of it. He cares for me, ( Read more... )

It's sitting by the overcoat ( Read more... )

I'm here now. Pretty settled, too, I guess. Luckily my roommate and suitemates are all nice people. And I've been having a good time. Everything is a bit chaotic, but it's still okay. I miss everyone. A lot. I've been crying a bit. Not a terrible amount, but it's still bothersome. My thoughts sometimes sway to "I want to go home", but if I did ( Read more... )

I guess it's just cause there's so much going on right now. I leave soon, and there's still so much to do to prepare. Then there's trying to get everything I'll need together. It's like herding cats. Ridiculous. I've still got so much to get and I'm seriously lacking the funds. Thank God for scholarships, but they don't cover the stuff you have to ( Read more... )

I have found, lately, that there are many more people in my family than originally counted. By blood, immediate blood anyway, there are six. And there are days when we may hardly act like family at all. Fights that are vehemant and viscious are frequent between my mother and I. And my siblings and I have our rows. But I can't exchange my blood, and ( Read more... )

This is it. Last week of repreive. No more after this. On Monday, it's back to the way things were before she left. It's back to no time alone, to always worrying, to being on call 24/7, to hiding jealousy and hurt, to lying to myself and everyone else. It back to...what I have been forced to accept as "normal". And I'll be glad to see her again. I ( Read more... )

I'm different, I know that ( Read more... )

I sit there in silence. Alone, acutely aware of the people around me. They are all close friends, they have all found their niche. I am the only intruder into this family. I have been here all along, but have never been one of them. I am the awkward child that was grudgingly adopted. Most of them tolerate or ingore me. A few of them like me enough ( Read more... )

My sister is wrong, I know that much. And yet I can't help the hurt fom coming. Damnit! How selfish is this. He's helping her, that's all. And I'm glad. She needs the help, life is not treating her kindly, has not been treating her kindly for a very long time now. But...after he hung up, I just sat there for the longest time. I couldn't make myself ( Read more... )