So, mom is home for a week. It's nice to see her, but her return seems a bit strange, only because of this Memorial Day party that she wants to do. I hate parties... thus I am not enthusiastic about this little event at all. I want to be positive, but I'm on this honesty streak and honestly, I don't care about all this party stuff. I'm not sure of what I shall do tomorrow, but I guess I will just toughen up and bare the festivities.
Ian has moved out before my mom's arrival. I suppose that he is at Iris' home or at a shelter. My feelings... uh... almost nothing. Things are fine for the most part. I just see that our family is dissolving. I find that sad, but it is what it is.
I'm looking forward to going to DC. I leave on Friday. I only have two more days of work on Tuesday and Thursday. That should be fun. I will work in the Corporate Records Office of the National Archives for 10 weeks. That should be fun enough. I'll just try to embrace the best that I can. However, Diana Johnston made me feel that she did not enjoy the work as much as she would enjoy traveling. I very much echo her sentiment. Diana is one of the employees of the Corporate Records Office.
She and I had a long conversation about career, languages, and other things. I was surprised that she and the team accepted me for the internship. I thought that my interview had gone on too long and that I had messed up, but I got the spot. We'll see how things go.
I think that all that I want right now is freedom. I feel obligated to this party tomorrow, but I will embrace it and just be merry with the people who show up. I hope that my mother will be happy too. Even though she is here, I feel like she is orchestrating too much activity since her arrival on Saturday and thus I can't have a quiet moment with her. I don't know why she's so adamant about being so active after returning home. I don't see why she's not content to be at rest at home, but I suppose that I have her nature, considering I'm heading to DC and to Martinique. I pray to God that I get accepted for a Foreign Service Officer position. Or that I discover something else that I would like to do to repay my student loans and just to be happy in general.
I'm toying with the idea of inviting Valancia to the party, but I don't completely want to invite her.
I feel so off... I feel like... I don't... have a real place at home. I don't know... I just feel strange. My soul yearns for another place. I think that's all.
Ian has moved out before my mom's arrival. I suppose that he is at Iris' home or at a shelter. My feelings... uh... almost nothing. Things are fine for the most part. I just see that our family is dissolving. I find that sad, but it is what it is.
I'm looking forward to going to DC. I leave on Friday. I only have two more days of work on Tuesday and Thursday. That should be fun. I will work in the Corporate Records Office of the National Archives for 10 weeks. That should be fun enough. I'll just try to embrace the best that I can. However, Diana Johnston made me feel that she did not enjoy the work as much as she would enjoy traveling. I very much echo her sentiment. Diana is one of the employees of the Corporate Records Office.
She and I had a long conversation about career, languages, and other things. I was surprised that she and the team accepted me for the internship. I thought that my interview had gone on too long and that I had messed up, but I got the spot. We'll see how things go.
I think that all that I want right now is freedom. I feel obligated to this party tomorrow, but I will embrace it and just be merry with the people who show up. I hope that my mother will be happy too. Even though she is here, I feel like she is orchestrating too much activity since her arrival on Saturday and thus I can't have a quiet moment with her. I don't know why she's so adamant about being so active after returning home. I don't see why she's not content to be at rest at home, but I suppose that I have her nature, considering I'm heading to DC and to Martinique. I pray to God that I get accepted for a Foreign Service Officer position. Or that I discover something else that I would like to do to repay my student loans and just to be happy in general.
I'm toying with the idea of inviting Valancia to the party, but I don't completely want to invite her.
I feel so off... I feel like... I don't... have a real place at home. I don't know... I just feel strange. My soul yearns for another place. I think that's all.
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