my first week of college. boring meetings, saying bye to my family for four months, steep hills, ancient single dorm, swim test, huge classes, marching band wakeup call at 10 on a Saturday, three hour time difference, ridiculously expensive textbooks… but also new friends, gorgeous sunny weather (at least until hurricane Irene gets here), tons of free ice cream, Bill Nye the science guy...
ONE [canceled flight after a 1.5 hour delay due to a rain/hailstorm] ONE [delayed flight, 30 min of which was spent on the tarmac waiting for the rain to stop again] TWELVE [hours spent in airports/airplanes today] THREE [checked luggage that literally contain my entire life nowhere to be found] = finally in DC, only to discover that all the places i wanted to visit here are closed on...
dear asshole who broke into my car,
thanks for being courteous and not breaking a window. …although i really would like my gps back. both of them, actually. sincerely, Jeannie Park