Ever am I thankful

[jynx_tsilevon]

Thanksgiving. Per usual, I'm off to find something I'm thankful for (that I obviously forget to be thankful for the rest of the year).

With most of my dormmates and sister going home for the holidays, I found myself getting glum (despite the fact that remaining on campus was completely and totally my choice). Regardless of my choice, I still felt the need to wallow in some sort of self pity as all my friends discussed their soon-to-be-had meals and family time.

And while I was very excited (and still am) to get to spend some time on campus just vegging out and playing video games, part of me wished I'd get over my stubborn streak and just go home already.

But I need some time away from my sister. And I need some time to just get lonely for awhile. The grudge I hold against my parents is mostly in my head. I haven't forgiven them for being human yet.

Regardless, just as I hit my lowest slump (about 2:15 this afternoon), contemplated giving in, and thought about packing, a series of events occurred that convinced me that I should stay:

1)I'm friends with the service workers after I dyed one of the showers pink when I was updating my hair color. Although that didn't make them my friends (I still feel bad about the extra work they had to do), they appreciated that I owned up to it and offered to help clean (and to never ever do it again). Anyway, the head of the service workers came up to me while I was folding my laundry and asked if I was going home. When I told her no, she put her hands on her hips and hmmed at me (you know, like someone thinking and affirming they heard you at the same time?). After a moment, she nodded and said "Well you just come back down here on Wednesday, some time between 8:30 and 4. I'll have a plate of cookies and possibly some turkey for you. Make sure to come, because I will get the on duty RA to come find you if you don't."

Needless to say, when my RA came by later to ask if I'd sign the Service Staff Appreciation Banner, I might have jumped to be first in line.

2) My mentor from HvZ, who'm I've mentioned before under the pseudonym Melt, messaged me asking if I had a place to be on Thanksgiving Thursday. And if not, if I wanted to come over and eat dinner with him and his not-fiance-but-everyone-knows-they're-getting-married-one-day. He'd mentioned this to me about a month ago and I thought he was joking. Turns out he wasn't. Guess who's not having spaghetti-os and carrots for Thanksgiving dinner?

3) I looked on my desk and saw the Thanksgiving card from one of my Chinese floormates. "Thanks for making this a home away from home."

Home, huh?

I guess I'm not going anywhere.