A long post-(S)

So it has been a while since I have done a post, and a lot has happened in the past four days. I will start with last Wednesday and Thursday. I worked for a whopping 40 hours in 2 days, though I only did that in order to be allowed to take off Friday and Monday- and it was worth it. On Friday I took a train up to upstate NY to see and stay a night with my friend who I went to Pre- School and Elementary school with. It was great seeing him. While I was up there we went to lunch for my birthday and I asked him to bring me to both of the houses I used to live in. They are below:





The white house is the one I was born in (not literally) and the other one that is now maroon was just painted and looks horrible- it used to be yellow. My mom would have a heart attack! After seeing the houses I wanted to make one more stop. It was the house of a kid who I hadn't seen in eight years. We had grown up pretty much together, but lost contact. I went up to his door and knocked. It was as if I had never left. They immediately brought me in and I got to see his brother and sister who were 9 and 7 years old when I left- it was weird to say the least. I had dinner with them and we talked about how much fun we had when we were younger. We even went to a creek where we would alway fish and swim in:






Oh, by the way this is the kid who I haven't seen in eight years:



It was amazing. We were down by the creek and for the first time in A LONG TIME, even if it was for only an hour or so, I felt no stress at all and didn't remember a thing that was going on in my life. I felt as though I was 12 years old again and that I never left this place- it was amazing.

So after I said goodbye to him and his family, my friend and I went to the ice cream place that I went to almost every week during the summer throughout my childhood: Weirs



After a GREAT ice cream cone I went back and watched movies until like 3am- can I live like this always please? The next day I left my little less than 24 hour vacation by getting back on a train for Manhattan. When I got back I had only a little time because I had to get ready to get on a yacht. I was going on a Sloan- Kettering celebration for the first graduating class. Let's just put it this way- An experience I will never forget. It was a yacht all to us- only like 50 of us. These pictures might explain...