Shannanigan's Search for More...

It just tickles me to think that while I am sitting here in a dorm room overlooking a beautiful Caribbean island procrastinating from studying for my exam that on Sunday...yes, Sunday!...I will be at Six Flags Magic Mountain in California!!! It's crazy because I remember it so clearly...I used to go there six or more times a year, and it's been so far away all this time (2 years!!!) and now I'm going to be there in just 4 days!!!

Better yet, I'm flying to LA day after tommorow! Yipppieeee!!!

I've noticed that I attach myself to places. Like Six Flags I am attached to because I remember having such wonderful times there with so many wonderful friends at many different points of my life. My mother's old condo will also always hold a place in my heart...

...and the house that my boyfriend and I will be staying at has its little corner in my mind...

That house was not a happy place, but I'm hoping that this visit will change all that. I know that when I go back that I will see the front yard and the entryway and it will reek of negativity, but I will go inside and try to push that negativity out the backdoor and away from my childhood home. I will talk to my father like I haven't done in years and try to finally establish a relationship with him now that I'm distant and old enough for him to decide once and for all whether he wants a relationship. If it doesn't work out, there's a Motel 6 down the street, and I have plenty of friends.

But if that goes well, and I really hope it does, it will just make my visit all the better. How can anyone complain about reuniting with old friends and reconciling with some long-lost family members?