Things Change in the Morning Rain

It feels like fall. I think summer has officially said goodbye.

I have to admit that I found the pouring rain that we had yesterday very comforting. Or, maybe I just found the fact that I was able to stay inside and drink hot tea comforting. Either way, I was feeling something akin to bliss.

These past few weeks have been busy. I finally found an internship, and I think it's going to be a perfect match for me! The company is UPsidEo, and I am going to be creating their brand image. It is a new organization, and they currently have nothing in place as far a logo goes. I get to start with a completely blank slate! In addition to establishing its image, I'm also going to progress its social networking: create more of a presence on Twitter, Facebook, establish blogs for both UPsidEo and it's non-profit partner, Living Green Network. I think that the owners have so much to offer, and I'm glad to be working on such a socially/environmentally/globally conscious venture.

Last week I finally had a conversation with my father. I hadn't spoken to him in about two months. At least once a day I would think of him and want to throw up. I was so angry, hurt, and disappointed that I was starting to obsess over it. I didn't want to have anything to do with him, and after I heard about Isaac, I was ready to never speak to him again.

But, at the same time, I was worried about him. Talk about maddening. I decided to call on Tuesday. I came home from class, cleaned, changed my sheets, started laundry, dialed his number, hung up, started fixing dinner, did some more laundry, took a deep breath, and then dialed again. We talked for 45 minutes. I got to clear the air; I told him my frustrations and about how he hurt me. He apologized and said that he wanted to work to fix our currently nonexistent relationship.

I've heard this before, so I'm not too quick to believe him, but at least I feel more at peace. I don't have anger festering in me. I said what I needed to say, and now the ball's in his court.

It's unbelievable how much better I sleep now.

"Sometimes I hate hard science. I know that doesn't make any sense, but that's just how I feel"

Today was the first day of class. Woot. It feels a little strange to still be there, but at the same time, it's very comfortable. I went to work, had lunch with Linz, sat outside and listened to music, and went to class. It was good.

I have an interview for an internship sometime early next week - keep your fingers crossed! If this doesn't work out, I'm not sure what I'll do...

I feel like I need massive amounts of chocolate.
Where, oh where did my summer go?