Visiting Pennsylvania really got me to start thinking about life. It was so nice to go places in a car, to stay in a place bigger than 300 square feet, and to just hang out with someone. I miss all those things a lot. I don't really have any reason to stay in Boston now. I mean, there was Rob, but that's gone. And the only psuedo-reason now would be Greg, but I haven't even heard from him since Friday night. I just can't see myself committed to someone who doesn't even e-mail or call to say "Hi". I wrote him an e-mail to say how nice a time I had Friday and left a message on his voice mail to re-iterate... but still, not one word from him.
February 28, 1996
Last night I was filling out the application to USC when I realized that I'd need a few things from home, such as letters of recommendation and financial records. So this morning I woke at 8AM to call my mom so that she could look in my room for them.
I guided her through each of the boxes, but she couldn't find anything except BU and Manhattan College related items. The BU stuff was all post-application and I'd applied to Manhattan College a year early, so it was outdated.
About thirty minutes later, I insisted that a box had to exist with the applications to the six other schools. --I applied to seven schools senior year (and got into all of them.)-- She then asked if it could have been at the video store. I remember that I'd had it there and said yes. She responded that she thought she threw it away... my applications, college essays, transcripts... all thrown away! I wanted to cry and scream, "What the fuck were you thinking? The store is completely full of worthless shit everywhere and you throw away my irreplaceable college things." but I simply said, "Well, I better go now before I get upset." Before I hung up, I told her to just go ahead and send the stuff she'd found in my room, and she'd already lost it.
I'm still upset. I'm simply dumbfounded.
Mom just called to say that she found the box at the store.
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