Fine, I'll update
Last weekend it was 41 degrees here. It was 80 degrees in California. Every single Friday since I've been here, it's rained. Guess what's forecasted for this Friday. And I have turned from my summer tanness into a pasty white. College will definitely bring out the worst in me.
So, what have I been up to? I went apple picking in Indiana, for a start. It was a lot of fun: there were several different varieties (including fuji, but I think I found a new favorite, sunburst), and you could walk around the orchard just eating and picking them. After I gorged myself on a ton of apples, and Mary Kate just nibbled at them, we got PUMPKIN fudge.
I've also starting tutoring a 7th grade kid, Darrius Armstrong. He's the best guy. He wants to be a choreographer and a cook when he grows up, he loves Aaliyah, Ashanti, and Beyonce, and he won some sort of dance thing over the summer. He also takes great pleasure in pointing out how un-cool and un-hip I am, but it's fun nevertheless, especially because he's actually grateful that I'm helping him with something and not one of those annoying kids at the Boys and Girls Club at home who I mostly just wanted to boil in a vat of tar, or just wanted them to have kids like them when they grew up.
There's also this elementary school I go to to help out in a 2nd grade class a couple of times a week. I completely forgot what it's like being in second grade. For example, today a little girl starting bawling because she thought the girl sitting across from her took her pencil (it was a completely ordinary wooden pencil, but they all seem to have a special attachments to these pencils), which she wanted to give to her cousin, and another girl started to cry because the cardboard box she sticks her books in lost the tape, so the box fell apart. Endearing, but I would never be able to be a second grade teacher.
Ummm, also done a few things I won't talk about for the risk of being even more embarassed than usual, just this and that.
My right foot looks like it's been through a meat grinder, by the way, so if anyone wants to say anything nice to my feet, it's welcome.
posted by adrianne @ 5:32 PM
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3 Comments:
UGH, i said something NICE. my feet hurt as is already, and now you're making my heart ache too. im just kidding, i know that i always say that im doing chem, but im really probably not. no they weren't yikes pencils, but i remember that i loved the way they felt...it was some sort of cross between rubber and wood. really nice.
those inside turny out things were super swell as well. who knew anyone could be so easily entertained.
people are weird in chicago, feet don't let adrianne get sucked into the crazy world of chicago, and tell that kid that aaliyah was so 2 years ago and see what he says. if he cries well then people in chicago cannot take a joke, and i just don't know if i could handle that.
- Fort
remember when you used to update once a week. yes, that was nice. it was nice talking to you again. how did your paper turn out?
and feet, perhaps you should turn vegetarian and thus avoid the meat-grinding process.
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