week 1

oh man im packing on the pounds here in the old south...
i cant stop eating because my mom wont stop cooking...
its been a week now..
but i feel like ive been here for a month haha
things move at such a slow pace here...
i guess ive gotten use to running around like a chicken with its head cut off for so long that i'm not use to it anymore..
for example yesterday i fell asleep at 7 pm because i was that bored...
I think its just my personality...
im the type of person who hates sitting at home...
i have to be out...i could be outside sitting on the grass and it would be better hahah
but its hard because everyone here loves sitting at home...
i can understand it though..
when you go out you spend money...
but again..ive gotten use to it..
i keep wanting to call up my friends and say..hey lets get coffee...
but i always get...
no..ill come over...
man...
yesterday i had a really weird dream...kind of like the movie..children of men mixed with ninja assassin but with all the anxiety of my future mixed in.
it was wwweeeird....
rain is weeeiiiird
but hunky
but weiiird
hahaha
ok..i should really finish getting ready for church