After a long hiatus, during which I wrote over here, I’m back at this site for the next year.
Here’s a rundown of what I’ve been doing since I moved back to the States in March:
– Wandering around the U.S. I’ve been in CT, MI, NY, DC, CA (San Fran and LA), Las Vegas, and Seattle. I visited Alcatraz and Muir Woods, hiked to the top of a waterfall in Yosemite, and watched my sister graduate from college. Two weeks ago, I moved to Northampton, Massachusetts (which I still can’t spell the first time) and have been living with around 12 girls in an AC-less house on Smith College’s campus.
– Watching my body’s slow, inevitable atrophy. Ie. my knee gave out for no apparent reason.
– Falling in love. I met a boy. He is tall and charming and likes to talk about naval history and Frank Capra films and fairy tales. He likes my messy hair and endless freckles. And he tells me. I have decided that maybe people fall in and out of love their whole life, and if so, I’d like to do it with one person. (If he ends up being that person, we will have tall, dorky children with light eyes and weak ankles.)
– Getting lost. I get lost going to the library, to walmart, to the hospital, home… I have absolutely zero innate sense of direction. If, instead of a 3 second memory, goldfish had an awful sense of direction, that’s how bad I would be. I like to think I have a secret ability that compensates for it, which I will discover soon.
– Reading. I decided biography was my genre du jour, and promptly read one about Sylvia Plath, which turned out to be depressing (I won’t give away the end), so I turned to thrift store fiction.
– Baking/Cooking from scratch. Pesto from pine nuts = delicious. Hummous from garbanzo beans = difficult. Bread = confusing.
– Apartment hunting. Currently the most stressful part of my existence. (1st world problems much?) I got depressed yesterday when I watched young couples look at nice apartments in Florence and Paris for the same price as the ones in Northampton.
– Starting grad school. In April, I was accepted at Smith College/Clarke School for Hearing and Speech to complete my Master of the Education of the Deaf. It’s an intensive one year program, culminating in a Master degree and teacher certification. I started classes July 1, and they are consuming — I have over 30 hours a week in classes/observations. Plus homework. I’m really excited to see what the workload does to my outofschoolforfouryears brain.
OK, that’s it for now. Hopefully I will have time to consistently write and share my M.E.D. experience.
I’m living in this house ^^ with about 12 other girls this summer.