It's been quite some time since I've
updated this thing. I started my first classes last Tuesday, September 6. This
semester I am taking First Year Seminar, Intro to Fiction Writing, ASL 1, and
Deaf Culture (for those of you who didn't know, I am majoring in American Sign
Language-English Interpretation.) I love all my classes though I don't quite
understand the purpose of First Year Seminar. I know we read books, watch a
couple movies, and then discuss them. I dropped my Writing&Rhetoric 1 class
this morning since my english credit form OTC fill that requirement.
I have made so many friends already. We were told upon move
in that most people do not get along well or become friends with their
roommates; however, I have become friends with my roommate as well as my
suit-mates (the girls next door whom we also share a bathroom with and have a
door that connects our rooms.) Since the first day, we've done practically
everything together. We four are also friends with six others; two guys one of
my suit mates met randomly one day, twins who also roomed with me temporarily
until they could get an apartment room together, a suit-mate's boyfriend, and
one of his roommates. The ten of us make for quite the diverse group. We all
have such different personalities, backgrounds, interests, habits, opinions...
It's so interesting that we all know each other or enjoy one another's company.
There's never a dull moment.
I am in the process of trying to
find a job. I have submitted 38 job applications just in the
childcare/housecleaning field alone. So far I have had three responses, one
interview, and another interview being scheduled. Since I dropped my Writing
and Rhetoric class, I'll now have more time for a job too. I had an interview
yesterday with a woman hiring for before-school assistance (I'd make lunch for
the kids, take them to school...) It was a flop, but after she described the
situation to me, I'm glad it didn't work out. At first it was discouraging, but
I know God has a job in mind for me. I just have to be patient. It also helps
having all my friends cheering me as I continue in my hunt for employment.
Everything seems better when others become excited too.
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| Like I said, there's never a dull moment |
Though I am having the time of my
life, I miss home. I don't exactly know where home is though. They say,
"Home is where the heart is." but I don't know where I put it. I was
so excited to move back to Illinois, but now that I'm here, I miss Missouri. Oh
the irony. I miss my other friends: my BFF Weston, my pasta buddies John and
Wendy; I miss James River Assembly and the fellowship I had there. Don't get me
wrong, I found a wonderful church here. Some of you may know it: Willow Creek
Church- the Chicago location. I miss my doggies Daisy and Ginger. I actually
miss driving my '95 Taurus SHO. Most of all though, I miss my mommy. I miss
waking up to bubbles floating over my pillow and onto my face then looking up
to see Mom with a goober grin. I miss cuddling up next to her on the big comfy
couch and watching a movie and eating ice cream late at night. I miss the
random outbursts of laughter over the stupidest things.
...I want to go home.
I envy those who can go home for the weekend (like my
roommate) if even just to do laundry because I know my mom would do laundry with
me. Often I find myself wanting to cry; occasionally I'll let out a sniffle or
half a tear drop here and there when I settle in for bed. I know that I can
take the METRA to visit with some family friends, but you know it's just not
quite the same. Being so busy is a good thing I suppose. I don't have time to
miss "home" wherever that may be because I don't have time to think
about it. Rather than the thoughts that would normally occupy my mind from
trying to adjust (I've adjusted quite nicely and better than I'd thought, thank
you very much) my head is filled with, "Read pages 1-50 by Thursday,
finish the essay, rewrite the journal entry. Really? More reading?" I
think I would miss it less if I didn't find my mailbox empty and held hostage
by spider webs everyday (hint hint...)
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