Her Smiling Eyes

Sunday, October 16, 2005

My brain feels weird. Sort of like groggy/confused feeling. Maybe I'm just tired. I have no idea.

It was quite the happenin' weekend, though.

What started off my week with tons of joy was going downtown to see Brendan. Oh how I love that boy. I had such a glorious time with him. We strolled the city, shopped a little, had the best intentions of going to the Art Insistute (no dice because we got there right as it closed), ate linner and then dinner, and hung out in his dorm. My favorite thing of the whole day was simply spending time with him. It didn't matter where we were just as long as we were together. We caught up on a lot of things and made some new memories. I bought us this book called Friends to the End, and we read it together. He burnt me Paul McCartney's new CD and Wicked. Hooray for lovely music :D Unfortunately, time flew by rather quickly, and we had to part ways all too soon. This is always hard, but for some reason, that day it was extra hard. I was very hesitant to board my train and instead, pretend I missed it. But I had school and a game the next day, and my mother would have probably shot me. I took the idea into deep consideration, though. I wanted it to be summer again, where we could just sleep over each other's houses and not have to worry about leaving any time too soon.

Fortunately, he is coming home this week. That will help break up the time until Thanksgiving and winterbreak. Weeks tend to feel like months and years after a while. But then again, that's when embracing becomes the sweetest (and this is becoming a reoccuring trend, as you will see).

The week went by rather hectically (is that a word?), but there was a divine weekend in store. Everything was worthwhile.

Skipping to Friday (it's the most fresh in my memory), I had quite the busy day. I went from school to practice to Six Flags. Goodness gracious, that was exausting. From running, to playing FH, to walking the whole amusement park, I was super tired and I didn't get home till midnight-ish.

What sleep I got was not enough sleep, for I had to get up at 7am and get ready for the FH tournament. I arrived at the school by 8am, as I was told, and we left around 8:15am for Oak Park. It's quite a ways away, so you think I could nap on the way there, right? Wrong, we were not allowed to sleep because she said we'd be too lethargic for the game when we got there. So I did my best to stay awake and keep my energy up. When we got there, we had a little while before our game, so we hung out for a bit. Then we warmed up, practiced a bit and played.
Homewood: Tie game
OPRF: They won
Glenbound...Glenbrook...something with Glen in it: They won

Unfortunately, we did not place anything. Then again, we were missing a lot of players due to the PSAT or some other excuse. Others teammates were not cooperating because they were pissed about not making Varsity. But despite the circumstances, we did our best and we remained in high spirits. Most of these girls are planning on improving by going to FH camps this summer and that is wonderful because instead of giving up, they are keeping up with the challenge and willing to work harder. It's a beautiful thing, the determination within athletes. I feel honored to have been welcomed so warmly to my field hockey team, and to have met those girls. I've learned so much from simply being apart of the team and practicing/playing with them. It's a whole new type of relationship and the experience is something I will cherish forever.

After the game, I showered, ate, and took a nap. Later on, I went over to Abby Lee's house. One of the most wonderful feelings in the world is getting in your car or on a train, and having such a worthwhile destination. Getting in the car or on the train alone is almost half the joy because it is the beginning to where you are soon going to be. And I was lucky to be able to experience that twice this week. But this time, I was getting in the car to see a friend I haven't seen since summer. It feels like it's been so long since I've been able to see Abby, so driving to her house was just building up all the happy until I was able to actually see her.

That feeling of months and years of waiting came to a halt when I walked through the door because there she was. And after swimming through the swarm of Churchill siblings, I found her and recieved the nicest hugs I've had since I saw Brendan. It was one of those drop everything you're holding so that you can hold on better hugs. And I did, I dropped my brownies and hoodie. What a wonderful feeling, hugging someone that you haven't seen in a while. Such a feeling is feared to be forgotten, but so strongly familiar once it happens again. I rememeber.

We played a few rounds of Mad Gabs, which I was totally unprepared for lol. Mind you, although I took a nap, I was still quite a bit out of it. Mad Gabs makes me think of trying to teach a foriegner english, which is something I could never do because I would find it all too humorous. In this case, though, I was the foriegner trying to learn english. No matter how many times I repeated the phrase, I had the hardest of times making sense of it. Sometimes, (especially in Julie's case), it sounded like German. Other times (like in Abby's case), it sounded like ebonics in different accents. With this said, the game was thoroughly amusing.

Then we played I don't even remember what but my lack of reflexes were involved so this, too, became amusing and quickly at that. See, my problem is that I either have no reflexes whatsoever, or I try to hard to make up for my lack of reflexes and the slightest movement will make me slam my hand down. Each and every one of them took amusement in these two extremes and therefore would test me all the time and try to trick me. Very, very cruel, I know. But it was all in good fun, even though they whomped me like nobody's business. I've got other sweet skills, no worries.

And then there was Catch Phrase. Each of these games turn violent in one way or another. I'm talking a little family/friend fun turns survival of the fittest. I've had quite the experience with Catch Phrase earlier in the year: I was phrased in the face during an intense round. Luckily, I did not recieve many wounds from this game, but the previous ones were mighty brutal haha. Abby and I annihilated in the first round. During the second round, they were just lucky. Lucky, I say.

Abby and I went to Vegas afterwards because we had the taste for a chocolate chip waffle. After over three cups of coffee and a devoured waffle, we realized exactly what time it was. Again, how quickly time seems to pass. Time flies so quickly when you are where you want to be. Otherwise, it lags on just to test your patience. There are always instances in your life where you wouldn't mind time crawling by, and this was one of those instances. But the time that was spent was spent well and with wonderful company, and the time awaited for this reunion of friends was worthwhile.

Again, it was one of those times where it was hard to leave. It's never easy to leave. But it was especially hard.

Ze sopresa is coming soon, and I look forward to seeing her again with Hannah. Road trip! Woot! Chocolate chip pancakes and more memories to make :D

Today I need to mow the lawn. Then I will call Hannah so we can hang out for the first time in a long while. I have my life back, for the most part. This will no longer be happening. It's hard enough to miss people who are in college, but to miss people who still live at home and go to school with you? That's uncalled for and I won't stand for it. I've missed Hannah for way too long and it ends today.

I feel fantastic. But I already miss some people. Only a few days/weeks, my dears.
Good day, loves.

Jenny at 1:01 PM

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Sunday, October 16, 2005 My brain feels weird. Sort of like groggy/confused feeling. Maybe I'm just tired. I have no idea. It was quite the happenin' weekend, though. What started off my week with tons of joy was going downtown to see Brendan. Oh how I love that boy. I had such a glorious time with him. We strolled the city, shopped a little, had the best intentions of going to the Art Insistute (no dice because we got there right as it closed), ate linner and then dinner, and hung out in his dorm. My favorite thing of the whole day was simply spending time with him. It didn't matter where we were just as long as we were together. We caught up on a lot of things and made some new memories. I bought us this book called Friends to the End, and we read it together. He burnt me Paul McCartney's new CD and Wicked. Hooray for lovely music :D Unfortunately, time flew by rather quickly, and we had to part ways all too soon. This is always hard, but for some reason, that day it was extra hard. I was very hesitant to board my train and instead, pretend I missed it. But I had school and a game the next day, and my mother would have probably shot me. I took the idea into deep consideration, though. I wanted it to be summer again, where we could just sleep over each other's houses and not have to worry about leaving any time too soon. Fortunately, he is coming home this week. That will help break up the time until Thanksgiving and winterbreak. Weeks tend to feel like months and years after a while. But then again, that's when embracing becomes the sweetest (and this is becoming a reoccuring trend, as you will see). The week went by rather hectically (is that a word?), but there was a divine weekend in store. Everything was worthwhile. Skipping to Friday (it's the most fresh in my memory), I had quite the busy day. I went from school to practice to Six Flags. Goodness gracious, that was exausting. From running, to playing FH, to walking the whole amusement park, I was super tired and I didn't get home till midnight-ish. What sleep I got was not enough sleep, for I had to get up at 7am and get ready for the FH tournament. I arrived at the school by 8am, as I was told, and we left around 8:15am for Oak Park. It's quite a ways away, so you think I could nap on the way there, right? Wrong, we were not allowed to sleep because she said we'd be too lethargic for the game when we got there. So I did my best to stay awake and keep my energy up. When we got there, we had a little while before our game, so we hung out for a bit. Then we warmed up, practiced a bit and played. Homewood: Tie game OPRF: They won Glenbound...Glenbrook...something with Glen in it: They won Unfortunately, we did not place anything. Then again, we were missing a lot of players due to the PSAT or some other excuse. Others teammates were not cooperating because they were pissed about not making Varsity. But despite the circumstances, we did our best and we remained in high spirits. Most of these girls are planning on improving by going to FH camps this summer and that is wonderful because instead of giving up, they are keeping up with the challenge and willing to work harder. It's a beautiful thing, the determination within athletes. I feel honored to have been welcomed so warmly to my field hockey team, and to have met those girls. I've learned so much from simply being apart of the team and practicing/playing with them. It's a whole new type of relationship and the experience is something I will cherish forever. After the game, I showered, ate, and took a nap. Later on, I went over to Abby Lee's house. One of the most wonderful feelings in the world is getting in your car or on a train, and having such a worthwhile destination. Getting in the car or on the train alone is almost half the joy because it is the beginning to where you are soon going to be. And I was lucky to be able to experience that twice this week. But this time, I was getting in the car to see a friend I haven't seen since summer. It feels like it's been so long since I've been able to see Abby, so driving to her house was just building up all the happy until I was able to actually see her. That feeling of months and years of waiting came to a halt when I walked through the door because there she was. And after swimming through the swarm of Churchill siblings, I found her and recieved the nicest hugs I've had since I saw Brendan. It was one of those drop everything you're holding so that you can hold on better hugs. And I did, I dropped my brownies and hoodie. What a wonderful feeling, hugging someone that you haven't seen in a while. Such a feeling is feared to be forgotten, but so strongly familiar once it happens again. I rememeber. We played a few rounds of Mad Gabs, which I was totally unprepared for lol. Mind you, although I took a nap, I was still quite a bit out of it. Mad Gabs makes me think of trying to teach a foriegner english, which is something I could never do because I would find it all too humorous. In this case, though, I was the foriegner trying to learn english. No matter how many times I repeated the phrase, I had the hardest of times making sense of it. Sometimes, (especially in Julie's case), it sounded like German. Other times (like in Abby's case), it sounded like ebonics in different accents. With this said, the game was thoroughly amusing. Then we played I don't even remember what but my lack of reflexes were involved so this, too, became amusing and quickly at that. See, my problem is that I either have no reflexes whatsoever, or I try to hard to make up for my lack of reflexes and the slightest movement will make me slam my hand down. Each and every one of them took amusement in these two extremes and therefore would test me all the time and try to trick me. Very, very cruel, I know. But it was all in good fun, even though they whomped me like nobody's business. I've got other sweet skills, no worries. And then there was Catch Phrase. Each of these games turn violent in one way or another. I'm talking a little family/friend fun turns survival of the fittest. I've had quite the experience with Catch Phrase earlier in the year: I was phrased in the face during an intense round. Luckily, I did not recieve many wounds from this game, but the previous ones were mighty brutal haha. Abby and I annihilated in the first round. During the second round, they were just lucky. Lucky, I say. Abby and I went to Vegas afterwards because we had the taste for a chocolate chip waffle. After over three cups of coffee and a devoured waffle, we realized exactly what time it was. Again, how quickly time seems to pass. Time flies so quickly when you are where you want to be. Otherwise, it lags on just to test your patience. There are always instances in your life where you wouldn't mind time crawling by, and this was one of those instances. But the time that was spent was spent well and with wonderful company, and the time awaited for this reunion of friends was worthwhile. Again, it was one of those times where it was hard to leave. It's never easy to leave. But it was especially hard. Ze sopresa is coming soon, and I look forward to seeing her again with Hannah. Road trip! Woot! Chocolate chip pancakes and more memories to make :D Today I need to mow the lawn. Then I will call Hannah so we can hang out for the first time in a long while. I have my life back, for the most part. This will no longer be happening. It's hard enough to miss people who are in college, but to miss people who still live at home and go to school with you? That's uncalled for and I won't stand for it. I've missed Hannah for way too long and it ends today. I feel fantastic. But I already miss some people. Only a few days/weeks, my dears. Good day, loves. Jenny at 1:01 PM Comments: Post a Comment
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