Turbulence is expected

This has been a fascinating few days. Since my arrival on Saturday, I have reshaped my opinion regarding many of my roommates and have felt the cool ocean breeze of learning once more. I have also felt the longings for home and Molly. I compare this experience to being a shirt in a washing machine and trying to distinguish the soap from the water; I'm still confused about when I'm feeling excited and when I'm feeling down. The picture is hazy.

So I've been reading information on the period between the Old and New Testaments for the last hour (not including time I took to cook dinner). I learned a great deal but am worried that I will retain but little.

And now I am fully aware of the awful aftertaste of cheap alfredo sauce. Blegh.

Now I am waiting for Molly to call. I don't know if that sounds pathetic, but if it does, you have never lived far from someone you love. Ever. Or you would know. Hearing them in pain or upset is like dying a little because you can't do anything. You are too far away and suddenly you feel keenly aware of that fact.

Oh, another fun detail: my work schedule was first terrible, now great. I had to work last night by myself from 7-11, then again with others at 7:30 this morning until 11:30. Needless to say it was a long night and I didn't get much sleep. Luckily everything has been fixed and I will not have to deal with such an odd schedule again.

TTFN.