Another piece of the dream died today. Team Win is now a mere twosome. Sweet Joe left on Saturday. Today Will also bowed out. Now it is only Scott and I who remain, and I’m not sure if even we will be living together come the fall. You see, I don’t want to live in McCollum if I don’t know the other three guys I’m living with. It’s not like a freshman dorm where you might get roommates who aren’t ever there (therefore doing their craziness elsewhere). People move into McCollum to make it their home. They come home and they stay home. I will be Scottie’s roommate if we live in a double somewhere else. I have been told that Rogers might be a possibility (though it is a grad student dorm). I would even be willing to live in a single (though I don’t know what Scott would do then). I’m going to call tomorrow to see just what the story is. I am almost positive that I will be living on campus; now it’s just a question of where.
Last night was a lot of fun. I went to the fireworks show in Hebron. They do it before the 4th because it’s cheaper. I saw a lot of people from my high school class. Zack Mott, Beth Blane, Jon Nemergut, Kelly Gardner, and Kristen Cavender. Kristen recognized me, but only because she’s seen me with long hair before. Everyone else had no clue. Kristen had her baby boy Jordan with her. He’s getting so big! I also met her friend Shawn, who she’s mentioned a couple times before. Good to have a face with the name. Anyway, good to see everyone again. The fireworks was dang good, maybe the best I’ve ever seen. Those volunteer firemen don’t mess around.
Church today was bogus. Once again we didn’t have a real sermon. Some dude in the Air Force Reserves came in and talked about his time in Uzbekistan. Now, I might find that to be interesting normally, but I haven’t been fed by a pastor giving a sermon from the Word in English since April. That’s a really long time. I’m hoping that next Sunday will end the drought, since it’s Communion Sunday.
Today’s my dad’s birthday (out of respect to him I won’t say how old; let’s just say it’s a high and round number). We took him out to lunch, which was a lot of fun. We haven’t been out to a restaurant as a family in a very long time.
After lunch was when I found out about Will. I tried to call a whole bunch of people, somewhere in the neighborhood of eight, just to talk and try to sort things out with someone who would listen. All but two people I got voice mail. Kyle had to leave but said I could call later. Dave Wirgau’s little daughter (I’m not sure which one) wasn’t much help to me but what can you do; she’s a little kid. So I found no one who I could talk to about all this, which only made me feel worse.
It was recommended to me to attend a middle school youth group picnic this afternoon. I was also invited to the birthday party of my sister’s best friend here in Connecticut (she’s my friend too, albeit more of an acquaintance). But I’m not going to either one. First of all, I don’t feel too well today. I think I ate something funny at lunch and it’s making me feel a little sick. Second, I’m having a rotten day and don’t want to take it out on any of the kids that I’m going to be working with for the next few weeks. That’d be a really bad first impression. Third, I’d just like some time to think. I have no idea what I’m going to do about this housing situation. I wish I did but I don’t. It’s starting to scare me a little bit. Two years in a row now I’ve tried to do something complicated with 3 other people, and both years I’ve ended up being screwed over by FSU Housing. Last year things turned out alright but I’m less optimistic this year.
On a lighter note, what’s up with this?
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