long lost...

It's Memorial Day 2004. Whoopty Doo. Seriously though. I'm excited about today, but a little sad too because tomorrow morning at 6am central (therefore 7am eastern) I will be flying back to Atlanta. I had to drive myself and park my car at the airport, so hopefully I can get my dad to pay for it, but we'll see. Last night dad promised me that we'd go to the Garden district of New Orleans and some other places to look at the big southern plantation style homes that I love. I think that will be fun. I have to remember to ask him for his camera as well, because I forgot it when I was here in December. This is so weird because just when I get used to being here, it's time for me to leave and go back home. I think my hopes of my sister going to college somewhere in Georgia are crushed. I don't even think she's leaving Louisiana. It's ok though. I'm not going to mention it anymore except for anything short of sending her an application but I'm not going to beg her. I know how important it is to feel like college decision is your own and I want her to attend where she will be happy. That's not going to stop me from sending her UGA and Emory stuff in the mail though. :o) Speaking of siblings, I saw my long lost brother Carlos today. That was interesting. It was just very awkward. Maybe I expected a little more affection than I got or maybe more conversation. I tried to hold conversation with him. I was asking about his life and stuff. When he first got there he was asking me why I was looking at him and I was like because I haven't seen you in over TEN years. I mean what the heck?! He looks just like my dad. He's tall and skinny with the same peanut head and matching nose. I really wish my sister hadn't had to work today so that we could have stayed at my grandmother's house a little bit longer so that I could have visited and talked with my brother more. I just have the feeling that I will be married with children before I see him again. That really sucks. I guess you could say I'm almost a little mad at my sister for insisting on working instead of us staying at my grandmother's house longer. I can't blame her though, but I don't think she understands the situation. Me and Carlos go way back and he remembers me from when he was growing up and seeing him today was like a missing piece of my past and of who I am. My visits to New Orleans have that same affect on me like a live history book or photo album. Maybe someone will give a tour one day: "Crystal was born in this very hospital on March 2 in 1984..." Something like that. I have always had this urge to be reacquainted with the city. I can't help but feel like there are a lot of puzzle pieces missing in my background. Where am I from? I don't know. I can say New Orleans, but can I really claim it. I'm a Georgia girl now but I can't deny my Louisiana heritage and roots. Oh well, the rest of the contents of this journal are private so I'll stop there.
Posted on 5.31.2004 at 2:25 PM

goin to New Orleans...

My flight leaves at 5:58 this evening for New Orleans. I'm excited to go, but I'm not excited about travelling there. I am so sick of travelLing by myself. I guess if 95% of the travelling I did wasn't by myself, then I wouldn't dislike it so much, but that's not the case. I've been travelling alone for 15 years now to my dad's and it's getting tiring. On the other hand though, I am REALLY excited about going to New Orleans for the summer for the first time in YEARS and having a snow ball(for those of you who don't know its shaved ice with really good flavos packed into a cup or paper cone). I'm even excited about the heat even though it is certainly hot enough here in Atlanta. I'm at work at WCHO right now and I just realized I left my swimsuit at my dorm, but its ok though. I will just have to borrow one of my sisters or something...although I doubt there will be any close encounters of the "pool" kind while I'm there. I'm excited about seeing everybody and about not having to wear winter clothes and to not have to think about Christmas and stuff. I won't be there this upcoming Christmas because I'm spending Christmas with mommy though. I'm excited about that. It's been a long time since I've been around her for Christmas. I'm also excited about the cruise we are going on to Jamaica. I haven't been out of the country in sooooooo long. It's way over due.

Man, life is good. Not having toilet paper in the dorm bathrooms is a very small problem and can't dampen my overall feeling of happiness. The only thing is I feel a little lonely being on campus this summer. Sean's like my only family in Atlanta. Sure Michelle and Aunt Sondi are here, but there houses are not like home to me. Maybe I'm just tripping though.
Posted on 5.27.2004 at 11:53 AM

Last week, I had a lot to say and nothing to write down, but now that my mind is clear, I have nothing to say really...or maybe it is all supposed to come back to me.
Posted on 5.5.2004 at 2:15 PM

incomplete

I felt like typing, so I figured that this would be a good day to entertain my neglected journal. Let's see now, what's going on in my life?

Well, I accepted a CA position in Perry this summer. I feel very blessed because I certainly didn't see it. Even though I have griped and complained all I could about Perry's yucky bathrooms (yeah, I shower at the SAC everyday) I am pretty darn sure that I am much better off financially than I would be had I not accepted the job.

This summer is promising and bleak at the same time. Bleak because it appears that I have taken on too much responsibility. Promising, because the 3hr class from 12:30-3:15 that dominates my schedule on Mondays and Wednesdays will be over by June 30th woo Hoo!, so I think this hard work will be well worth it. I neglected to mention that I'm also working about 17hrs or so at WCHO. (to be continued)
Posted on 5.12.2004 at 4:44 PM