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May. 20th, 2003 11:00 pmI'm home, and the transition was moderately emotionally painless. I cried some more yesterday morning as I left, but that's to be expected. Some goodbyes were harder than others. The first ones that really hit me were Saturday at the graduation party, saying goodbye to both Eric and Vicky. I won't be seeing Vicky for a while, and I've been seeing her a whole lot this semester. I know I'll go back to Omaha this summer, but.... That was hard. Then I said goodbye to E, and that hit me a lot. Who knows if I'll see him again? Maybe if I get to go to Bolivia in October (which is still in the very very maybe stages), which would be AWESOME, but I don't know if it will happen. E has been wonderful for me this year, always someone I can rely on to have my same kind of sense of humor, but there for me when I need a good hug or an actual talk. I missed having CLC with him this semester. (AND I might have a bit of that closet crush on him back recently.... but that isn't really too important.)
Also at one point on Saturday, Jeff made a joking complaining comment about something, about the way I always ask him where is is going and when he'll be back, things like that, and in response, I told him, "Don't worry, Jeffrey, you only have two more days of putting up with that!" And as soon as I said it, I realized what that meant- I would only be living with Jeff and Neal for another few days. WOW. I love the big house people dearly, but our little house people bonded so, SO well, in such a different way. And now I will never live with "our boys" again. KP and I will be roomies again next year, but not with our boys.
Sunday, my mom got here and we packed up and hung out. She sat around a lot with the community, and was remarkable at keeping everyone straight. I said goodbye to Jeffrey before we ran some errands (he was supposed to leave for the week while we were gone), and that was really hard. I was glad to see that their trip was delayed, and they were all still there. Then my mom, Mana, and I went out to dinner, and when we got back, we sat around on the big house porch, talking and joking and having fun. Mana left so she could get to bed at a decent hour, so we had to say goodbye. That was hard too, knowing that we won't be able to see each other for two months now. We've never done that before, and it's not something I was anxious to try out. We had talked at dinner with my mom about how one decision, like where you go to college, can change so much. What if Mana and I had gone to separate schools? How different would that make things?
My mom left a little later, and then a few of us watched movies in the basement for a while before bed. KP and I got ready for bed together (while chatting with other people around our house), and we prayed together, which we hadn't done for maybe a week. I also stopped next door to say goodbye to Petey, and E was there too, so there was another goodbye to him. Those two were hard to say goodbye to. They're by first semester CLC boys, and I love them a lot. Eric gave me a good strong hug, while at the same time, chanting, "Tongue, tongue, tongue!" as the best way for me to say goodbye to Peter. :) Needless to say, I didn't take his advice, but hugged Petey a lot instead.
Monday there were more goodbyes, to Lucie, Kat, Jeff, and KP. (Didn't get official ones in to Nick or Neal.) So there were a few more tears, but I tried to keep them in. I was just tired of crying. But hey, I know that's what I do when I get emotional/upset, I cry. So none of it was unexpected.
After Theresa finished recounting every goodbye she had, she continued on with her attempt at a semi-substance-filled journal entry.
So now I am home, feeling relieved that:
1) The rain held off, allowing our graduation bash to go off without a hitch. (exactly 125 people attended, and we fed all of them (with the assistance of many of them supplying some food))
2) I got to say goodbye to Wendy, Ken, and Maria Teresa on my way out of Omaha.
3) I have a grade for research methods (you know, that class I took this past FALL)
4) The stomach bug I seem to have come down with held off until I was home, and didn't show itself during finals week, the party, party planning, packing, etc.
5) I have no schoolwork to do for quite some time.
6) I can sleep whenever I want to this week, and I might just do that NOW.
Also at one point on Saturday, Jeff made a joking complaining comment about something, about the way I always ask him where is is going and when he'll be back, things like that, and in response, I told him, "Don't worry, Jeffrey, you only have two more days of putting up with that!" And as soon as I said it, I realized what that meant- I would only be living with Jeff and Neal for another few days. WOW. I love the big house people dearly, but our little house people bonded so, SO well, in such a different way. And now I will never live with "our boys" again. KP and I will be roomies again next year, but not with our boys.
Sunday, my mom got here and we packed up and hung out. She sat around a lot with the community, and was remarkable at keeping everyone straight. I said goodbye to Jeffrey before we ran some errands (he was supposed to leave for the week while we were gone), and that was really hard. I was glad to see that their trip was delayed, and they were all still there. Then my mom, Mana, and I went out to dinner, and when we got back, we sat around on the big house porch, talking and joking and having fun. Mana left so she could get to bed at a decent hour, so we had to say goodbye. That was hard too, knowing that we won't be able to see each other for two months now. We've never done that before, and it's not something I was anxious to try out. We had talked at dinner with my mom about how one decision, like where you go to college, can change so much. What if Mana and I had gone to separate schools? How different would that make things?
My mom left a little later, and then a few of us watched movies in the basement for a while before bed. KP and I got ready for bed together (while chatting with other people around our house), and we prayed together, which we hadn't done for maybe a week. I also stopped next door to say goodbye to Petey, and E was there too, so there was another goodbye to him. Those two were hard to say goodbye to. They're by first semester CLC boys, and I love them a lot. Eric gave me a good strong hug, while at the same time, chanting, "Tongue, tongue, tongue!" as the best way for me to say goodbye to Peter. :) Needless to say, I didn't take his advice, but hugged Petey a lot instead.
Monday there were more goodbyes, to Lucie, Kat, Jeff, and KP. (Didn't get official ones in to Nick or Neal.) So there were a few more tears, but I tried to keep them in. I was just tired of crying. But hey, I know that's what I do when I get emotional/upset, I cry. So none of it was unexpected.
After Theresa finished recounting every goodbye she had, she continued on with her attempt at a semi-substance-filled journal entry.
So now I am home, feeling relieved that:
1) The rain held off, allowing our graduation bash to go off without a hitch. (exactly 125 people attended, and we fed all of them (with the assistance of many of them supplying some food))
2) I got to say goodbye to Wendy, Ken, and Maria Teresa on my way out of Omaha.
3) I have a grade for research methods (you know, that class I took this past FALL)
4) The stomach bug I seem to have come down with held off until I was home, and didn't show itself during finals week, the party, party planning, packing, etc.
5) I have no schoolwork to do for quite some time.
6) I can sleep whenever I want to this week, and I might just do that NOW.
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Date: 2003-05-27 04:17 pm (UTC)I think youre cool.
I added you.
See you at Creighton in the fall.
Congrats on being a senior.
:)
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Date: 2003-05-27 08:20 pm (UTC)Hope your summer is going fabulously.
~Theresa
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Date: 2003-05-27 08:44 pm (UTC)Hope youre having a great night!
Smiles, Alex.