Today is officially mother's day.
My mom's been calling a lot lately, and while I was really annoyed at first, I got to thinking that this is going to be the first mother's day in which I'm not with her. She's probably really lonely right now. I can't exactly apologize for the evasive manner in which I've treated her on the phone over the past couple of days, but I can't help but feel a little guilty. I miss her. It kind of just donned on me today. This time last quarter, I went home for a couple of days, so I got my share of annoyance and I returned to the dorms happy. I'm not going home at all this quarter, and for the first time all school year, I'm starting to really miss home. Maybe that's why I feel like I've been running on such a short fuse as of late. I'm working on it. There's just five more weeks. Four weeks of school, and the last of finals. Or is it three? I can't even keep track anymore. My mom's coming out around the first of June to help me put stuff in storage and then to go back home with me after finals.
But yeah. I miss the little things. Having my own bed to sleep in. Cappaccino blasts. My cat. My mom and dad. Distance makes the heart grow fonder, right?
And then there's everything going on here. Things are back to normal for the most part. Or as normal as one can expect in college. I don't know. Maybe I'm more tolerant than some people would be. I just kind of ... don't care anymore. I can't help it. I don't want to impose on the relationships of anyone else. I like seeing other people happy, and I want to finish out the year good. So I don't want to stir up any problems with these final weeks approaching. We've gotten along remarkably well for most roommates, I think. All of us have. It's amazing that the four of us even talk, since I know some people don't even really know their suitemates.
I get the room to myself completely next week for a couple of days over the weekend. It's nice, but at the same time ... there's always something a little comforting in waking up in the morning and knowing someone else is there. Especially when you get weird phone calls at 7am from some guy asking for a "Joe" even though you told him the first time around that they have the wrong number. It was a little disconcerting last week to have that happen, especially since the day before we watched the opening of Scream. I'm pretty sure I'm not much of a fan of being chopped into itty bitty pieces. I imagine it would hurt very much.
But wow. It really is hard to believe that dorm life ends, at least for me, in just a couple of weeks. I'd like to say I won't miss this place, but I know there's a small part of me that will. Just the whole ... stability of it all. It's really not much responsibility. You don't have to worry about bills or having enough money for food, books, clothes, and other essentials. That all changes next year, and a part of me still feels like I haven't grown up very much.
But I'm definitely feeling as if I'm in better shape this quarter than I was last. I got a B on my Sociology midterm. I got both papers back too: both were B+s. Which was weird. I was anticipating a higher grade on my Film paper and expecting a lower grade on my Art History paper. I've still got four pretty big papers coming up though, so these next few weeks are gonna keep me busy while most everyone else is starting on their summer breaks. You bitches, I envy you, just so you know. Enjoy it! At least my last finals are both on Wednesdays. Finally, somewhat of an early break.
AND THIS TUESDAY WE FIND OUT WHO MURDERED LILY KANE!
Anyone want to start placing their bets as to who it is? I have no clue, personally, but I'm gonna say momma Kane just becaue she's who I initially suspected.