8 Long Days

Feeling: torn
It's storming outside. Seems to be reflecting the past weekend. I don't want to think about that though. I've got good things going on right now. One more full week of school, OSB, and then Thanksgiving Break for almost a week. I'm anxious to get away from this life and go home. I can spend time with the family and see my baby girl. I have plans to go bowl on Black Friday. If it happens is an entirely different story. Light Up Logansport Parade is that night, so I might not get to. Also, we put our tree up on that Friday every year. I also don't know how long the family is going to stay with us. It's going to be so packed that week in our house, it'd be a miracle if I don't have a mental breakdown. Loud voices non-stop, never-ending food, and schedules lasting from sun up to bed time. It'll be hectic but worth it. I haven't had a family get together like this on Thanksgiving and it'll be the last one I'll ever have again. I wish I could share it with my friends, but that has never been an option. Thanksgiving is family day only. Black Friday is the day to get together with the friends as long as it doesn't involve trying to shop on that hellish day. It's never good to do shopping on that day. You get nowhere fast. Practice tonight at 8 pm. We get to do a standard review and mock comp. It's all mock comp this week. We're coming up onto our biggest competition of the year. Everyone going is getting anxious to go. Who wouldn't be? Getting away from campus for an entire weekend is nice. Plus you add in the late night dancing and silly stuff done at any team competition and it'll be worth going.
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