Please disregard last entry. Writer (aka me) was temporarily insane due to loss of entire paper because of hard drive crash. Yeah. It wasn't pretty.

Anyways, so I'm back from fall break now. It was a nice vacation from the work of school but as I worded it to Erik...my home is York, but DC is my life. So needless to say, I'm happy to be back to my life.

The visit was pretty uneventful. Minor car crash. Jittney now requires an entire new bumper, but I don't really care, my parents have decided to sell the BMW and my car and get a Lexus RX300 (aka the Lexus SUV). I'm pretty excited, since this is the car I'll be driving on vacations and through the summer. I also cannot believe that I have become the absolute embodiment of the term "liberal white sympathy." I mean, I'm going to be going into the worst neighborhood in the country to teach these poor little kids how to read and better themselves while I come back to my 40k/yr school, change into my Gap and Limited clothes and go home on Thanksgiving to my gated community in my freakin' Lexus SUV. I should be shot. However, while it's true I've had a lot of opportunities, I've had to work for everything, nothing was given to me and my parents worked incredibly hard to get where they are...so maybe I should suck it up, be grateful for what I am given and use it to help others?

I degress (sp?). The visit home. It was nice, got to see the fam (Mom, Dad, Kelli, Erik, John, Jeffrey, Darla, Alauna, Shelley), my neighbors whom I consider to be my second family (the Gloriosos), co-workers from the hospital (Dar, Kathy, etc) and go horse back riding (WOOT! That was incredible. Somehow, I've managed not to lose any skill in the past 6 weeks, so I'll be OK until I can ride full time w/ the AUET in the spring). I did really stress out on Sunday and Monday to the point where I had to take the flexeril the dr. gave me just so I wouldn't bite my mom's head off (yeah, it was the whole "why do you treat me like a child?!" issue again.) Also got to hang out w/ Steve, Sandy and some of Steve's friends (Jess and Justin). That was fun. Oh, and I got REAL food. Twas nice.

And now, I have midterms to prepare for an a paper to write on Freud's coping mechanisms. I think I'm going to use drug addictions, just because I have so much experience w/ them (not myself, but within my family) and it's a very personal topic for me. I'll cry while I write it, it'll help me understand a little bit more about my psyche and it'll be a good paper.