winterophelia

I'm home and stuff. I really hate having such a short time here before college. I didn't want to leave Boston and now I don't want to leave Nashville, but it's not like I don't want to go back to Beloit. In fact, it's time to go back, because as the summer has worn on I've just felt more and more like I don't really belong here. It's no one's fault and I'm not looking for sympathy or to be the center of attention or anything, I just have never felt so alienated from my high school friends as I've felt recently. It mostly feels really strange. It doesn't help that I haven't talked to anyone from college all summer (except a phone call apiece from Abby, Maya, Rachel and Sarah Smith). I feel so detached from everything and that combined with being ill is not helping me pack any faster.

But things will pick up when I get back to school, and then I'll come back here in December and people will have not seen each other in a while (maybe) and we'll all be really happy about hanging out and maybe, just maybe, Andrew will be able to come down for a visit.

At any rate, I don't have a lot to say about Boston that hasn't been said. Caitlin had some voice posts that covered just about everything, especially Snakes on a Plane, which came very close to being a religious experience for me.

Pictures and things!
(well, just pictures)
The few I took are here (after the Star Wars toys pictures).
The ones Christi took are in three albums--Part One, Part Two, and Part Three.

Fin.