My Mom, and just a little bit of tuneage.

I got a call from her the other day, and for the first time since everything started, she apologized. She apologized for the mean things she said to me, for making me take care of Wilder, for leaving me without saying why, for not going to my graduation or my banquet or my play, for not being a mother. I couldn't believe what I was hearing; I sat in silence waiting for her scream April Fools into my ear. For 5 years, a stranger inhabited her body, and for the first time I recognized her voice as a comforting thing. Not something to be scared of or cautious around, not something to baby and take care of, but something soothing; something I hadn't heard in a long time.

She told me that she had called Grandma, and I almost started crying. I hadn't been allowed to mention anyone in her family let alone her own mother in years. I was having a hard time processing the whole thing, but finally with tears in my eyes I told her that I was proud of her and that I had missed her terribly. It's a slow process. It's as if she was lost in the jungle for a few years without anyone around, but hopefully one day everything will be back to normal. Well, as normal as my family can be.

SOOOO...

This part is mostly for Natalee and Emily who are always asking me who I'm listening to at the moment. Here's my tiny little list.

Laura Marling-New Romantic
Regina Spektor-Fidelity
Eels-To Lick Your Boots
Carla Bruni-L'amoureuse
Julian Perretta-Wonder Why
Danielle Ate The Sandwich- American Dream

Those are just my favorites from each...yay!

Dorm Room

Hello again! Not that I'm writing to anyone at the moment...sad...no matter! I shall pretend that I have a plethora of readers who cling anxiously to my every word!!

So, I have a roommate. Her name is Chante.

She's from Hawaii and brought her stuffed animals, candy, and a boyfriend.

They snuggle a lot.

They have snuggle sleepovers

and whisper sweet nothings for hours.

*gag*

He snores so loudly that I want to throw up.

But at least my room is pretty!

Too cute, right?

Blurbs

I didn't know anyone.
Weird? Yes.
I started drinking coffee in the mornings (iced triple vanilla latte)
Unhealthy? Yes.
I make my bed every morning.
Gratifying?
Definitely not.
But, I am without an ounce of doubt, having fun.

I have a soulmate everyone, yes, a soulmate.
His name is Peter.
He is tall
skinny
gorgeous
wears glasses
a great sense of humor
and a girlfriend.
I am pretty much at creepy stalker status at this point in time, he can't even pronounce my name and I know his first name, last name, favorite color, favorite tv show, social security number, and I say bless you before he can even think about sneezing.

I don't know what else to write at this point in time, except that I love you all and hope to see you in the near future! (hopefully before my wedding to Peter, if not, see you there)