I'm going home tomorrow. And by home, I mean Enid. My family is celebrating Thanksgiving at my aunt's, and I couldn't be more excited to see them.
It seems everyone else has left campus to go back home for the break, but I'm still here! Me and my friend Brett. We still have obligations--I, piano at five o'clock; he, a voice lesson at four-thirty. There's a mellow atmosphere hanging around in his room right now, where I'm typing this. Usually there's at least four to twelve people in here at any given moment. But not now. Now, everyone is making the arduous journey back home for the remainder of the week to eat and be lazy. How beautiful.
I went to my friend Hannah's family reunion on Saturday, and I loved it. Her family reminds me of my own--loud, unreserved, and country to the max. The ride to the house alone required a bumpy fifteen-minute trek across a dirt road littered with pot holes and jagged rocks in Hannah's tiny red sedan. But it was worth it. Home cooked food and a three-hour nap make the trip worth it. Plus, I got a picture with a horse.
More importantly, though... I was a gazelle on Friday!!! My wish finally came true, thanks to some $10 Halloween makeup, brown and white pipe cleaners, and a little creativity. I felt accomplished.
I've made such close friends in the past month. I like having real bonds with people I can really trust. It takes some weeding through, like always, but when you find those select few people who just GET you, there's really no comparison.
I just ate half a bag of lime-flavored tortilla chips.
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