Ugh-the battle of home (Long Island Suburbs) and home (Philly).
Being home is good. I’m not sure how to handle not being in class by 8 or 8:30am for a full day of classes, followed by meetings, followed by studying and on call nights till 7am the next day. I’m not used to staying in PJ’s ½ the day, straightening my hair, and seeing almost every movie playing in theatres. I’m definitely not used to cleaning up after my dogs or yelling at my brother for eating every homemade Christmas cookie.
Keeping my mind busy. It’s why I revisited my scrapbook last night, wrapped everyone’s gifts, started a January 13th birthday gift and finished my RA Winter Door Decs already.
December 13th to January 6th? That’s so unbelievably long. I’m loving it but, at the same time, longing for the other life I live for 95% of the year.
Hometown home. The place I was born and raised. The place that hold my two dogs and cat. America’s voted ‘friendliest town.’ The place where my brother’s bedroom is right next to mine.
It’s where I’m going for almost a month. It’s because I haven’t been there before April (I honestly can’t remember) that my throat is welling up just thinking about it.
There are so many things I want to do. I know I’m going to be running around trying to ‘do’ everything on a list and know I’ll most likely get frustrated when they don’t all happen. I’m a do-er: not a watcher, not a wisher, not a waiter. This break I’m still going to aim at cooking, baking, seeing movies, catching up with friends but I’m also going to try and be. Just be relaxed, happy, and enjoy the great break I’ve deserved.
Most of all I can’t wait to just live in the warmth of my family’s house.
I just hit hard with a smack of homesickness. The last time I was ‘hometown home’ was July 4th and that was one day. The most recent time I saw my family was September 3rd- that was only for 5 hours to help me move into a new freshmen residence hall.
I get so unbelievable jealous of people who impromptu go home to see their families. A 6 ½ round trip to Long Island would be doable to the everyday college student, but right now it’s mostly a hassle and unreasonable for me as an RA and a Graduate Student.
It’s hard.
Even though I love saying Philly is my ‘home’ and the people around me are ‘family’ (which honestly, they are and I embrace that), it’s still hard. I don’t care about hometown home as much. I just want my family.
This picture is Thanksgiving Dinner 2010 at Philadelphia Maggianos. I’ve grown up having huge family holiday celebrations but now I don’t even care about eating an untraditional Restaurant for a meal if it means my family will be with me. 13 Days till I see them this year for Thanksgiving for THREE days. Three beautiful, spontaneous, memorable days. I’m taking the tears as anticipation.
“At the end of the 19th century, Sayville would become the center of the world’s oyster industry.”
One did. WhooHoo Sayville High School!! But we weren’t really friends back then so what would make College different? Especially going from a class of 180 to Drexel’s huge student body?
He’s also an engineer so there was never any luck of us being in classes together. The only time I really talked to him was by facebook messages after freshman year because I was desperate for other people’s opinions on Drexel while mine was in the state of plummeting.
I have a few good friends from high school I randomly catch up with but it’s been different since I almost never go home. Even when I do, it never seems long enough to get them to actually do something. I’m all about planning get togethers because I know that’s currently what my busy and limited life schedule is running on.
It was tough at first not being able to make trips home frequently but I’ve been learning to live my life here and enjoy it here. That’s been a source of a growing happiness and pride for me while at the lessening of some Long Island relationships.
Heck Yeah Tumblr Challenges!: 30 Day College/University Challenge
So here’s what happened in my hometown while I’m at summer school
C’mon who doesn’t stock up on Chef Boyardeee in a preparation of a natural disaster?
But on a more serious note:
This invisible Dock is usually at least 10/15 feet above water.
Goodbye Sayville Shoreline
Sayville, Long Island Ferries
When I used to work on Fire Island at home during Summers, I would take an enjoyable breezy Ferry ride across the water. Apparently-right now-all the Ferry Station are flooded and the Docks are completely underwater.
Crazy.

Billy Joel “For the Longest Time”
What a classic. Happy Wednesday!
For the Longest Time - Billy Joel
“I don’t care what consequence it brings
I have been a fool for lesser things
I want you so bad
I think you ought to know that
I intend to hold you for the longest time”
I’m such a sucker for sweetheart/old school songs and even more when they’re Long Island natives (Hicksville Long, Island thanks for Billy Joel!)
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