*God rest ye merry punk rockers*
Hello kiddies. It's your old pal Mandy. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and I'm having a great time watching my neice, Kaitlyn, get all excited about Santa Clause! If nothing else, it's a great bargaining chip for good behavior ("You'd better be good...Santa is watching you!"). I had lunch with my sister today in O'Fallon (about 30 minutes outside St. Louis). I've been helping Mom with the holiday cooking and cleaning to get ready. My sister's husband, Chris, is expecting his parents to arrive tomorrow afternoon. My brother and his son will be here on Christmas Day. It'll be nice to have the whole family together again.
Christmas usually gets me a little bummed out. I've got such a summer personality that I crave warm weather. I remember a year ago being home for Christmas and even having time to think of having the holiday blues. I was so busy packing and worrying about going to England that Christmas was the last thing on my mind. This year, although nothing as extraordinary as a semester abroad is in the works, I am very excited to be going to Indiana to see my friend Emily and attend her going away party.
Emily and I had 3 journalism classes together this semester and we have some friends in common. We've really become good friends, mostly because we balance each other out. She's scatterbrained and I'm into planning things down to the last letter. Emily runs late constantly, and I like to arrive 10 minutes early. She's a bubbly optimist, and I'm a dreary pessimist. We have a great time together laughing at our weird personality clash.
Anyway, Em is going to London to study graphic design on January 5 and not coming home until June. That will mean that she'll miss my graduation on May 8 and my last semester of college. I'm going to her parents house on Monday to say goodbye and wish her luck. I'll most definately see her this summer. I've got another plan in the works for Spring Break. I think it's about time I dust that passport off and get back to England. I think it would be hilarious for the two of us to be in London together...it'd be so much fun to spend some time with her and see what her life is like over there. She'll be settled in by then and maybe we can take a trip to Paris or even just over to Bath for a weekend. This is all still in the works, but if I can manage it, that's what'll happen. Wouldn't it be nice to make it back up to Preston to seem my girlfriends from school as well? Oh my the possibilities....!
I'm really working on not being such a Grinch this Christmas. I know that I have been far too grouchy these past few weeks and in an atrocious mood. Some of the thoughts I have in my head would make most people question my sanity. As I said, I am also a dreary pessimist and I'm working on trying to see the bright side of things. For far too long I have assumed that my future is not going to be all that outstanding. Hell, I've gotten all but one of my fall semester marks in and they are INSANELY good. I shouldn't be so hard on myself and especially not on everyone else.
2004 is going to be a great year. I am going to graduate from college with a degree in journalism and a PHAT portfolio that will help me get my foot in the door wherever I so choose. I may be paying dear olde England another visit. During the next year I will be contemplating a move to a larger city. Who knows what all else will be on my horizon. 2004 will be a year of transition and renaissance. Bring it on. I'm SO ready.
I won't be posting again until after Christmas, so here's your homework and mine. Tell someone just how much they mean to you. Even if it's just the mailman. Thank him for being such a wonderful letter carrier and for bring you your Christmas cards. Don't forget the bear hugs! :) (I'm quite aware that I've gone mad!)
Hello kiddies. It's your old pal Mandy. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and I'm having a great time watching my neice, Kaitlyn, get all excited about Santa Clause! If nothing else, it's a great bargaining chip for good behavior ("You'd better be good...Santa is watching you!"). I had lunch with my sister today in O'Fallon (about 30 minutes outside St. Louis). I've been helping Mom with the holiday cooking and cleaning to get ready. My sister's husband, Chris, is expecting his parents to arrive tomorrow afternoon. My brother and his son will be here on Christmas Day. It'll be nice to have the whole family together again.
Christmas usually gets me a little bummed out. I've got such a summer personality that I crave warm weather. I remember a year ago being home for Christmas and even having time to think of having the holiday blues. I was so busy packing and worrying about going to England that Christmas was the last thing on my mind. This year, although nothing as extraordinary as a semester abroad is in the works, I am very excited to be going to Indiana to see my friend Emily and attend her going away party.
Emily and I had 3 journalism classes together this semester and we have some friends in common. We've really become good friends, mostly because we balance each other out. She's scatterbrained and I'm into planning things down to the last letter. Emily runs late constantly, and I like to arrive 10 minutes early. She's a bubbly optimist, and I'm a dreary pessimist. We have a great time together laughing at our weird personality clash.
Anyway, Em is going to London to study graphic design on January 5 and not coming home until June. That will mean that she'll miss my graduation on May 8 and my last semester of college. I'm going to her parents house on Monday to say goodbye and wish her luck. I'll most definately see her this summer. I've got another plan in the works for Spring Break. I think it's about time I dust that passport off and get back to England. I think it would be hilarious for the two of us to be in London together...it'd be so much fun to spend some time with her and see what her life is like over there. She'll be settled in by then and maybe we can take a trip to Paris or even just over to Bath for a weekend. This is all still in the works, but if I can manage it, that's what'll happen. Wouldn't it be nice to make it back up to Preston to seem my girlfriends from school as well? Oh my the possibilities....!
I'm really working on not being such a Grinch this Christmas. I know that I have been far too grouchy these past few weeks and in an atrocious mood. Some of the thoughts I have in my head would make most people question my sanity. As I said, I am also a dreary pessimist and I'm working on trying to see the bright side of things. For far too long I have assumed that my future is not going to be all that outstanding. Hell, I've gotten all but one of my fall semester marks in and they are INSANELY good. I shouldn't be so hard on myself and especially not on everyone else.
2004 is going to be a great year. I am going to graduate from college with a degree in journalism and a PHAT portfolio that will help me get my foot in the door wherever I so choose. I may be paying dear olde England another visit. During the next year I will be contemplating a move to a larger city. Who knows what all else will be on my horizon. 2004 will be a year of transition and renaissance. Bring it on. I'm SO ready.
I won't be posting again until after Christmas, so here's your homework and mine. Tell someone just how much they mean to you. Even if it's just the mailman. Thank him for being such a wonderful letter carrier and for bring you your Christmas cards. Don't forget the bear hugs! :) (I'm quite aware that I've gone mad!)
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