1500 Miles Away

Let's see...It has been 2 months since I last posted. I kind of forgot I had this thing.

I'm in Montana right now, and it is awful. This is m favorite place in the whole world, with the exception of my bedroom at home, and I can't stand being here right now. I miss my friends. I miss intelligent conversation. I miss being able to express my political view without being called stupid. (My aunt and her husband think that anyone who is a Republican in mentally challenged, and I have definite Republican leanings.) I miss school. I even miss math class. I was supposed to go up north to the condo with my cousin to ski this weekend and I obviously couldn't go. I especially miss One Acts, and Chapman gave away my spot (PSM again) because I'm missing a month of rehearsals.

I also feel like I've managed to lose my friends. I am completely aware of the fact that there are only so many times I can leave and come back, but I was losing my friends long before I came out here. I don't fit in very well with the original group because I like talking about other things than pregnancy scares, shoes and boys. The other group doesn't even think of including me, and because of this, I feel like I've lost my best friend. Oh well. Once I get home, I only have 6 more months before I leave again-this time permanently.

I'm completely alone right now, but that's okay. I've gotten to spend some quality time catching up with my God, which needed to happen. Unfortunately, in this house, religion is the "opiate of the masses," to quote Marx. I'm so used to being in a house where things like "talk to Jesus" and "offer it up for a soul in Purgatory" are regular comments.

2 weeks and 6 days until I can come home.

I'm incredibly busy.

Let's see...

The play: Its actually going great! I'm gradually learning how to be a PSM and I have 2 very cool ASMs to help me keep my sanity in the world of Mrs. Hansen. I'm incredibly excited for the next month.

School: I HATE PDM because I don't understand a thing and PJ is very little help. Luckily, Shannon and Brooke are having precisely the same problem.

My health: Besides the fact that I was in the ER on Friday night, I guess I'm doing okay. I've been feeling better for the past 2 days.

Homecoming: No date. I'm going to a party at Melissa's before the dance. I might go back to her party afterwards, but I have 9 am Mass and work the next d

Nothing Good

My parents say nothing goood ever happens after 12 am (mom) and 2 am (dad). I'm starting to agree. I don't know what happened, but some of it was on my property. My parents work extraordinarily hard to make it a success, and its people like you guys who stress them out.

Oh, by the way, that entire group are now the prime suspects in the TP raid that caused my mother to miss a day of work.

Schedules and Boiling Water

I was the student aide in the Counseling Office today and they couldn't even fix my schedule before kicking me out.

I didn't touch any water, or water-spouting device. I used hand sanitizer. I swore I wouldn't sue if something happened to me, but they still kicked me out.

Now, I still have 2 3rd hours and no 6th hour.

ARGH.

This is new and different.

Not totally sure I like it.