Homesickness creeping in. Glad to be going home for the weekend! I even miss the stinky dog and according to The Guy, the stinky dog misses me too. It's only been a week, but a week of dorm life has been just enough to make me appreciate going home all the more.
The young people here may disagree. They seem to be enjoying the freedom from family and obligations. Most of the students in this program are doing research for an hourly wage and not taking a class for credit so when night comes along and I have three handouts and a chapter to read, they just have parties to attend and jello-shots to prepare and chill in my fridge. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind a good party here or there, but since no one here really knows me, I am just the "old lady" and remind them of the thing they were probably trying to get away from.
Vassar started pretty much the same way last summer. For the first week or so I felt like an outsider, and the more we got to know each other, the less I felt like that. Let's hope that happens here too.
What better way to feel young than to visit an Animal Center! We can pet and feed the animals and we'll learn about the rehabilitative benefits of animals and sick children. Just stick me on another yellow school bus and call me a kid! But please, don't feed the wild children . . .
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