Friday was normal class. We presented our projects, and I think ours turned out well. I couldn't really tell. Even after critique I couldn't tell.
This weekend was full of studying and avoiding studying. The whole weekend. I finished a whole book, watched a movie, two episodes of Monk, and got halfway through another book. Oh yeah, and I read like 5 pages for literature. I don't know. I've been feeling empty, though, but it's not an unfamiliar feeling. I think it will just pass. At least I hope. I'm serious, though, I want to go home. I just miss Long Beach so desperately. Not just Nick, EVERYTHING. I miss the trees as I walk to class. I guess la Catolica has trees, but they're different. I miss the squirrels, Newman meetings, the film department! Oh, how I miss the Interfaith Center and the Film Department! I miss using my key card to get into the International House. I miss Yogurtland. I miss driving the Zipcar for a surprise weekday visit to Nick while blasting Amp Radio and dancing at the stoplights. I miss the 22, lol. Even during rush hour. I miss fellowship, officer meetings, Bible study. I miss Netflix. I miss Chuck. Ah!!!! I've missed almost the entire newest season!!!! I miss cuddling up on a Friday or Saturday night with Nick and watching an episode of MST3K. There's a lot that I miss. I didn't realize how much I really would miss the US when I left. Aside from people and my chiropractor, I thought there was nothing. All of that, though, is a symbol of LA for me: a symbol of home. I don't so much miss American food because it's not that great to begin with, and I enjoy almost any type of food as long as it's cooked well. I miss my clothes! For God's sake, I have 11 items of clothing. And only 11 items of clothes for 3 months is getting to be quite loathsome. I miss my red dress with the white polka dots but it was impractical to bring with me at the time I left. :-( Yup, I miss LB. Gilligan!!! I miss Gilligan!!! He must be so lonely...Ah, well. 3 more long months until I fly back. 3 more long months until I fly back. 3 more long months until I fly back. 84 days. I counted down the days until I left, and I'm counting down the days until I leave. I want to go home, love Nick, do Newman, and make movies. Then I will be a happy Violet.
I forgot to mention how cool mass was today. Well, mass itself wasn't particularly interesting. We did have a new priest at the church in the park. After mass though, for the feast of our Lord, we processed a crucifix around the church. It was a cool crucifix and people kept taking turns carrying it. We sang and prayed, and it was nice.
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