Monday

Ugh, Mondays. The day of the week no one is ever quite ready for. It’s not even the school year, I don’t even have anything due on Monday! A lot of what makes Mondays hard is the mental transition from a schedule that is entirely your own to having to work or go to school for a significant part of the day. I just felt Monday-icky for a lot of the day, and a busy time at work didn’t really help.

It was my first time helping out in the kitchen, and I broke a coffeepot and melted the ice-cream cake. It’s really no wonder I don’t cook. I am the biggest butterfingers ever – can I blame that on being a Capricorn? Haha.

So now I am just chilling and trying to get out of my catatonic state. D wants to watch Deja Vu, but I’m going to take some time by my lonesome for awhile.

FRANCE! I can’t believe it happens in only a few days. I feel very under-prepared. There’s still a ton of clothes lying on my floor, just waiting to be washed and packed. I’ll get to it … eventually … but I am super-excited. I should brush up on my francais, non? It has been over two years now …

S called me yesterday from the road but I haven’t called him back yet. He wanted to talk psychology or philosophy or a combination, and I just haven’t had the mental capacity for that. I like to be really engaged in those sorts of discussions, and my brain is sort of on autopilot for the moment …

Living at home again is weird. There are always these people (aka my family) wanting to know about my day and what I’m doing and if I want to do X with them. I know I should be appreciative that they take an interest in my life, and I am, but sometimes I just want peace and quiet. At least it’s a lot better than living with the bitches of last semester.

My friend M comes home tomorrow – so excited! She wanted to do lunch, but I think we’re going to do coffee or dinner because I want to have an extended amount of time to dish about life and boys. I hope she has a lot of (good) drama from last semester that she needs to catch me up on .

And I should probably plan a group thing before I leave for France and my guy friend M leaves for summer classes. Planning, always planning …

I’m going to miss grad season for the second year in a row! And next year I think I’ll be old enough that it would be somewhat inappropriate for me to still be going to high school graduation parties. It is kind of sad, though. Not that I have a ton of friends graduating but I will be gone, so I can’t even go to the main ones. And last year I was working working working, so I only went to a day of parties and skipped graduation altogether. Even though my now-boyfriend was a valedictorian. Whoops :-p.

Ok, I’m rolling out.

<3,

Em