Just Mentioning

I wish my shins didn't hurt so much - apparently I've gotten really old since the last time I ran consistently. But I talked Gina into running outside with me, since there's this crazy thing called spring that makes it warm at night (and by warm, I mean 51 degrees - enough to send kids outside in shorts and flip flops to play frisbee). My running has been all off lately, since it's been making me nauseous for some reason, so the fresh air was nice.

There's so many things happening lately... Gina's not so sure she wants to head back to Minnesota, now that her boyfriend decided to come out to Northeastern. She's really hoping to get into BC now, but we all know how BC admissions are. Jordan and I are going into Boston with her on Saturday to get an unofficial tour of BC from one of Jordan's friends - if that doesn't make Jordan a good friend, I don't know what does. Likewise, it's making me more nervous about the whole college admissions thing, but I've got seemingly less on my plate than Gina at the moment.

We also have to pick housing and classes for next year - it seems so easy to plan on being here next year, but then I stop and remember that perhaps I will never have to take this 8 am calc class that's bringing down my sleeping schedule for next semester. And now Gina's worried about what'll happen if she doesn't end up leaving and I do, which leaves her out of a roommate.

It's funny because I'm getting to relax more lately - I still have a ton of work, but something about having two weeks of classes left makes me feel a lot better (and lazy) about it. I wound up obtaining some tomato seeds and potting soil, so maybe in a few weeks, when it's time to head back home, I'll have some tomatoes growing on my windowsill. Strangely, this isn't the first time I've raised a tomato plant... a few summers ago, my mom bought me one from the supermarket and I took care of it all summer at the Cape. Plants are funny like that - somehow, they make good companions, because they respond to what you give them and give a little back to you too. It's nice to have something so natural so close - it's not about controlling nature, but more about cooperating with it. Anyway, that last tomato plant at the Cape was named Larry. I need four new names for these guys. Also need to find something to serve as stakes to support them - I grabbed a few salad bowls from the dining hall to hold the runoff water from the pots, but stakes are harder to improvise. Maybe coffee stirrers? This is definitely gardening, college style...

I wonder if my mom got me that tomato plant so that I'd have something to take care of. I wasn't so lost that summer - I'm pretty sure that was one of the best summers I had at the Cape, considering I got to ride my favorite horse almost every day. Maybe Mom just wanted some fresh tomatoes and took advantage of my tendency to latch on to inanimate objects for no apparent reason - I can't say I'd really blame her for that either. But I've been remembering a lot lately, and the tomatoes are just the beginning. We ran at the track during field hockey practice tonight, and earlier today I'd been scraping dinner plates (for reasons that are too complicated to explain) and realized that all the waste food together smelled exactly like the cafeteria did in elementary school. And for some reason, one of the bathrooms I was in today smelled like camp, and I only went to camp once...

Time to study. Maybe I'll get some nice sleep sometime before the weekend...