Saturday I was so dead to the world, and not looking forward to working an 8-hour shift at the store. So what did I do? Re-merchandised the entire store, from top to bottom. Thankfully, my Manager just left it all in my hands and I accidentally ended up working a 9.5 hour shift instead, with no break. Haha when I’m into something, I get really into it.
Sunday I took the family to church, and felt strangely grown up considering I woke everyone up and made breakfast (because Mom/Dad are still second-honeymooning in Switzerland). Church went super well considering the absence of the Senior Lead Pastor. I took yesterday as my day to clean and do laundry, and create my new Blog Banner. That photo was taken on the Arena Gorda Beach in Dominican Republic, at the crack of sunrise (but more on that later). Gwen, Mangula and Rye decided to pop by, at different time intervals, and we had a late night supper of Butter Chicken at midnight. Oh the blissful joys of Summer.
I spent this morning going over the classes I registered for, and inputting all the important dates (start dates, tuition due) into my BlackBerry. It’s sorta unreal that school is already almost here. I’m also finalizing a lot of the UNICEF on Campus stuff for next year, which feels good because I always love to get that sorta stuff out of the way sooner than later.
It feels nice to have the house to myself all the time, almost feels as if I’m on vacation. And speaking of; Klow, Pharrell, AK & Souljah Boy are all enjoying their own little trips. Its cold, windy and raining outside, but that almost gives me a sense of optimism, that the weather, and the times, will get better. This is some of my favorite weather, because I feel like the World is getting refreshed, ready to continue on turning.
I’m missing my Euro-FF, my Work-FF and my regular BFFs. Feels like I haven’t seen you kids in so damn long. Had long email conversations with Dad yesterday; strange to be emailing him – again it reminds me of what it must be like to be grown up and not living at home with your parents. The time will come, yes, but I’m glad that it’s not just yet for me.
