Maybe it's not so bad (or it is and I'm just fooling myself)

So I am technicaly on break until Sunday. But I came back to campus to do a lot of work and etc. until then. I returned on Tuesday (and realized on the train that I did not have my key--but then, that's the reason there's RAs). I spent Wednesday doing laundry, some work, relaxing in my solitude which quickly got boring, but was nice nonetheless. Yesterday I went to visit a friend of my who lives in the 'burbs (as much as she insists it is still the city). That too, was peaceful. We went to dinner and a movie (Zodiac...definitely go see it, but it's long). We got up late and just lounged around until I had to get on teht rain to come back.

I'm back now and returned to over 60 new e-mails (I never knew I was so popular). The only one that caught my attention (and freaked me out) was one from my mother who told me that she had no idea where my passport is. Now, she also told me not to freak out. That is my term to her when I tell her things like I'm not feeling well and to which she responds with two e-mails and four phone calls to make sure I'm still alive. It's funny she tells me (and actually argued with me about) to not freak out when it is my passfreakinport that is missing. This does not seem like a big deal, I'm sure, but I do have an application to go to Rome for next year and International Studies sent out an e-mail that said that Passport applications are taking longer than ever and that the deadline is quickly approaching. And what does my mother tell me but to stay calm? Ha! I am NEVER one to stay calm when it is most necessary. I'm REALLY hoping (and aasking for your prayers) that is right where I think it is. But, considering that never happens when I need it to, I also need prayers for sanity in the face of what is sure to be increased stress.

P.S. Still nothing about Rome and whether I will be there or not!

JCM