It Begins!

Well, after three days of nonstop orientation, I find myself among the fortunate few who may, I believe, proudly call themselves Stonehill students. It's going to be a wonderful experience to at last engage myself in the monotonous schedule of attending classes, cramming food down my throat, and getting involved in leadership roles while on Campus. It's an exciting, liberating, and yet confusing time. Luckily, for my own sanity, I'll be returning home on most if not all weekends to spend time with my family that I miss very, very much. I will say that I am thankful that my orientation is over. I can't think of the hell and misery I'd be in if classes didn't start 'til Thursday, and here I was slushing stuff around at a band camp that began the Saturday before. So, I suppose my heart goes out to Jen for being able to put up with all that craziness.

As it stands, I don't believe I'll have any trouble with my courses this semester. I was, however, very upset to learn that I need a full year of French, and not merely a semester. It's wonderful, then, that I took perhaps the easiest French course offered. I'd rather focus on classes more suited to my interests, those being history and contemporary America. Well, it's late and there's more carousing to be done, so off I go. Woo, me.

Don't they go by in a blink?

With less than a day to go before I run off to Stonehill, and with all the packing done, I'm sitting here and wondering about how my comrads and family will do without all of us around, laughing and seeing eachother multiple times during the week. I can honestly say that I'm feeling all sorts of things at the moment, and more than anything else I already miss Josh, Jen, and the rest. Due to the lack of having a car, I may only get to see those two when the breaks roll around in December. Both of them have become such an integral part in my life, and beyond one or two members of my family, they know the most about me. There's a great deal of trepidation going through my mind at the moment, and that's mainly because both the distance and the time separating all of us is a little disheartening. In retrospect, I think that the strength of our friendship will endure and grow because of all the varied experiences and interesting stories we'll have to tell. I look forward to Christmas Eve, which is my favorite time of year.

On a less-mushy note, the parents were all in a hectic uproar with packing these past two or three days. I love them, but they always have a keen method for getting on eachother's nerves long before the job is done. It's amusing to watch, and I can only wait with a smile on my face to see how they are when we're all together unpacking in the midst of a tropical storm. Stormy weather has always been my first greeting at Stonehill; I'll look forward to seeing the place when it's bright and sunny, or covered in snow.

Senator Kenney, dead at 77.

How surprised I was when I flipped the channel to FOX and CNN at 2:47 in the morning to find that Senator Kennedy, whom we all thought would never die, has passed on. He lived both a priviledged and heart-wrenching life, long and influential. I am relieved to know that he suffers no more, and I am even more relieved that Massachusetts may now have a chance for a fresh face in the Senate. I've grown very tired of a select few families dominating this state, and controlling national politics. His time has passed, finally, and now we may look forward to a bright and different future. My thoughts and prayers to his family.

The Initiation!

So, I've had this blank blog sitting here for little over half a year and just now I've finally decided to set it up in preparation for my departure to Stonehill College. I'm a little excited, a bit apprehensive, and I hope I have enough time to myself in those early days to just acclimate without being bothered by too many "Team-building" excersizes. We shall see if this holds true or not.