hahahahahahahahahaha I'm not allowed to access facebook at St.Mark's.

So I'm at work now at the St.Mark's school in Southborough, Ma. I'm on their wireless network and when I tried going to facebook.com I got a page saying that this webpage had been blocked. I guess no facebook for seven weeks...? Eh I'm sure I'll find a way to get on.

I left my house yesterday morning at 5:30am and got to St.Mark's at 10:00pm. It was a long long long long long long day. Everything went smoothly...the plane ride, the shuttle, the two subway trains, and the commuter rail...until I got off at the Southborough station and realized that I was in the middle of nowhere. I thought I could call a cab from the station but there is no station office and even if there had been it wouldn't be open at 9:30pm. So I walked into a convenience store and asked for the number of a cab company. I call a number and the guy who answers the phone screams out "WHAT!" Me: Uhhhhh, is this a cab company? Guy: Oh yeah sorry I thought you were someone else. Weird. Then he proceeds to tell me that I should have called them while I was on the train because I'm in the middle of nowhere and it'll take them fifteen minutes to come to me. He doesn't really tell me this so much as lectures me about it for three minutes. This whole exchange seemed hella sketchy to me so I call Patrick and he keeps me company on the phone while I freak out about how this could be something out of a scary movie. I'm really good at reassuring myself by imagining fun scenarios like that.

Anyways, the cab pulls up fifteen minutes later in a non-cab car because they function as both a cab company and livery service? I have no idea. I still felt hella sketched out but I got to school in one piece so it's all good. "Hella sketched out." Dang what a phrase. Where do I people come up with stuff like that? It's genius.

My three weeks at home were fun and relaxing. I ate, slept, and went out with people. 'Twas quite fun. The last week passed in a blur...I was so caught up in trying to see everyone before I left for work that tt didn't actually hit me that I was leaving until last night at St.Mark's when I was about to go to bed. I just felt an overwhelming feeling of loneliness. I think I always get like that my first night in a new place. Plus I was tired from traveling all day and just felt like curling up in a hug. It was a moment of weakness but luckily it passed because I just slept it off and no damage has been done to my rock solid reputation. Celebrate!

I hate East Coast summers. If humidity were a person I would kill it by sticking a sword into its gut and wrenching out its insides.

Cheers!