Monday, April 12, 2010

Solo Road Trip

Thursday:
Lunch with my family, late getting home, late start for Spring Arbor.
Talked to Kelly for a while, talked to Reuben for a while, drove in the rain.
Called Kimmee, warned her of my lateness.
Ended up not being late.
Early check-in.
Hugs. Panic. Relief- no "C**y R****r" was signed up for the visit.
Dinner. Springolian, and epic Rice Krispees.
Eric. Open hours. Shoes. Insane laughter. Girl with ADD off her meds.
Real check in. Insanity. "The other David"
Spider. Apples to Apples. Steak and Shake. Chicken fingers. Curfew.
Community bathrooms. Lofted bunk. Ladder. Sleep.

Friday:
Alarm. Snow on the library. No breakfast. 170 juniors in one room.
Chapel. WORSHIP. Intensity. Jesus. 
Spanish class. Feeling advanced. Lunch with Kimmee.
"You didn't see that." Library.
Professor meeting. Pointless. Admissions counselor. Closing.
Survey. Free tee-shirt. Hot car.
JCC. Jocie. Mary Kay. "Hi, my name's Alyssa." "Oh, hi Melissa."
Awkward meetings. Saying no. Locked doors. Hilarity.
Downtown Jackson. KFC. Getting lost. $1 CDs and sweatbands.
Attempted hair dye. fail. Junk food. Not going to sleep.

Saturday:
Hash browns. Flat iron. Dress. Park fail.
Hillsdale. Debate. Jocie hyperventilating.
Arboretum. Dramatic Duos. Hugs.
Cole Rd. Home. Hugs. Dinner. Marker run.
Madison. Pictures. Spanish poster. "Pop some corn."
Seinfeld. Sleep.

Sunday:
Lady. Papa. Alarm. No breakfast.
Sunday school. Pon. Uncle Steve.
Spanish with Mary. Church. Bored.
Making dinner. Ham. Potatoes. Too much pepper in the gravy.
Lazy afternoon. Babysitting. Dawn's. Internet. Alone.
Crossroads. Surprises. Hugs. Worship.
From the inside out, Lord my soul cries out.
Dinner. New and old friends. Laughing like a 12-year-old.
Stuttering and mocking. Pure joy. Maggie. Molly.
Home. "We'll leave the light on." Sleep.

Monday:
Alarm. Lady. Tears. Pack. Dressed.
Breakfast. Loading car. Devotions.
Goodbyes. Hugs. Tears. Driving.
Music. Quincy. Gas station. Tears.
I-69. Call Mom. Drive. Tears.
Too much water. Perry. Bathroom. Taco Bell.
Finally! Exit 138. Mott. Computer lab.
Class. Struggling to stay awake. Half-hearted notes.
Spanish. Get me out of here. Finally. Car.
Home. Dinner. Tired.
Goodnight.

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