Skyway Avenue

This time next week, I will probably be on an elliptical in the AFC, getting my workout on. It feels good to know that, but its also disappointing to know that tomorrows breakfast is the last family breakfast in the Homa Household until late November. Cory heads off to Paris Island tomorrow, and I leave next week. I don't know about anyone elses families, but in my house, breakfast on the weekends is a family thing, and the counter is littered with food. Enough that we normally sit around the table for an hour, and its not like betty crocker or bob evans stuff. Its homemade goodness in the form of whatever my dad decides to make that morning. Its not only the food, its just a happy time before we all start arguing about what all we have to do with one of the houses(currently my aunts that we are finishing remodeling), and who needs what for whatever. Its just like a happy Homa family ritual that I do end up missing when I am away.

But, I miss my school rituals. I miss going to class with Julianne, Kate(come back!!!), and Abby. I miss hanging out and singing Total Ecclipse of the Heart with Liv, and listening to the crazy random ideas that are brought out randomly. I miss Natalie running around like a crazy person for films, and not seeing Cubby for days at a time because of the Communique. Its weird, but that is the routine I miss.

Its not like this summer has been lacking, its been wonderful. I have a brother(who will eventually be a brother in law), my sister and I got along. I saw my Jessica Anne, and my Brit Brat graduated. Its weird, she's like my little sister. My little sister is going to be a senior, which makes me feel old. We had almost weekly monopoly nights for a while, and hide n go seek tag in the amazingly awesome wooden playground. Ironically called the Stow Kids Playground, but by how its painted, it looks like the Slow Kids Playground. Yes, my friends and I belong there. I acted, goofy, young, and happy, and it was really needed to heal. Ian and I are alright, working on it, and he is giving me more space when I need it. My best friend believes that we are either going to be the most monogamous couple ever, or blow up in flames one day. I learned to live my life one day at a time, and to never regret anything you do, even if you get yelled at while doing it. Life's too short to be so stressed out from things that aren't under your control, or to spend all couped up because of what others think. Go out there and put your heart into everything, because it could be your last day here, and what fun is it if you go out being disappointed or pissed off? Be thankful for every day you have, and every person who comes into your life.

Theme of the summer for me: Skyway Avenue by We The Kings

Best Memory: Getting yelled at by a cop for playing Hide N Go Seek Tag with Sara and Greg after dark at the Awesomely Amazing Wooden Playground. Playing Blops with Holly and Cory. Oreo Truffle batches that lasted all of 10 hours. Even being stuck in an airport for 12 hours trying to get home from Denver Colorado, while Cory messed around in a Wheel Chair all day.

Quotes of the Summer: "Why is Pikachu in the Corner?" by Cory.
                                      "Just because I wish to save myself till marriage....Fuck you Laurel" by Adam Henderson.(Sorry bud, you can't have it both ways). 
                                      "You're a girl you should be able to multitask. You listen with your eyes, and read with your ears" Ian Brockway. 
                                     "Your arm looks like a reject chicken wing that should be cut off and sacrificed and not even ever get cooked"- Bob Homa 
                                     "I cant hear you over his pretty face" sara gidley.
                                     "Oh my god I just killed Jesus" Cory Weese "Amen" Video Game Character Ezio


 Movie of the summer: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2.


Saddest Part of the Summer: My iPod dying my falling into a bucket of paint. 

Saddest Part of the Summer in a She Should Know That Sense: Getting my ass kicked at Harry Potter Scene It by a Ginger.


Well, 6 days and a few hours until I am back at Chatham!

Damn you Disney, Damn you

     Summer is almost over, and I am ready to get back to the swing of fall. The colors, the cooler air, the fall ball(come on, this is me so softball has to be somewhere in here), and of course, the beginning of the new school year. I miss pittsburgh, and having a set schedule of things I have to do. Hell, I miss the elliptical and running everyday. Old LoRo would never have said that. I guess I have changed a bit this summer, and for the better. I am more positive, and more happy with me. I used to hate myself, and think about anorexia or bulimia at least once a day. Now its like, who cares, this is me, I am healthy and so what if I have some curves. I don't absolutely love them, but now they are disappearing because I guess I have finally accepted them. It feels good to know that and to type that.

      I can't wait to get back to my Chatham Family. Talking to my neighbor about it today, I realized how much I love those girls. I miss them all, and I know that the only reason I am any bit of happy and enjoying school out there is because of these guys. Always being there when we need them, randomly seeing them during the day, and of course just the random things that happen during the day when around them. They taught me to believe in the powers of the universe, to sing even when you are horrendous at it( I am the horrendous one), and most of all to find some fun and happy thing even when the situation is wrong. Hell, I even miss Lamb. who else can tell you that you will meet your soul mate after nearly being ran over by a horse in the english country side? Sure, we are a goofy bunch, but they are the most uniquely wonderful group of people who I am happy to call part of my family.

        Another thing I have learned, which was not a recent find, was how much of a little kid still lives within part of me. Yes, the inner child is well again now that it can express itself with games of kick the can, extreme hide n seek tag, and monopoly. I still cry at Disney movies, watching Tangled just proved that fact, and as always true loves first kiss always leaves me bawling. I am such a little kid at times, but at least now, this bigger kid is in a much healthier place mentally and spiritually.

         Here is to a great new year, and a new start, with a more positive outlook on life, love, and my family. Hopefully, I get more than five games and five practices this year, as I really want to play my heart out, not for my pappa, not for my dad, but for me. Plus, I figure it will be a nice change of pace from score keeping.

Waiting anxiously to hear about everyones summers
Laurel Lee

I am glad that the summer is almost over. Its not that I want to get back to school quickly and get away from the people here, its the routine I miss having. I miss having to wake up and go somewhere instead of laying in bed for hours. I also miss having stuff to do whether it was a paper, studying for a test, or having to go grocery shopping for a team dinner or two. I just miss actually having a set schedule of things to do that keep me on track, and doing what I need to do.

One last thing, I really miss the elliptical and the treadmill everyday. I never thought I would say that but I miss running, not to mention the fact that its on something that is not Ellet High Schools track.

Pandora, why all the love songs lately?

I have been thinking about love a lot lately. Why, well I am not sure, but why not just go get all philosophical for a few days and get it out of my system? What exactly is love? I mean, there are different types reserved for family, friends, and significant others. Not to mention pets, you can't leave out everyones furry babies when it comes to love. So why do we just have one word to encompass all of these many types of love? What does it mean for people like me who just blurt it out to everyone and anything. Is our food loves the same as our true loves, or our great loves? In all reality it is not, but why is it that this one word is supposed to generalize our sexy lusty loves, the sensual cute perfect loves. the adoring adoration of a pet love, the chili cheesey goodness of a chili dog love, and the always there for you friend love?

Who are we to expect that the way I love you is the same way you love me? How are we supposed to define this non tangible thing when it has multiple meaning just with one person defining it. Why do we trust it when someone states that they love you? I know I automatically think its the same love that I feel for them and that is probably my problem. Maybe that's the issue, we expect love to be what we feel, when instead it is just encompassing a bunch of other emotions and we state that it is love just to make it less confusing. Why should we think about all the emotions that we keep locked away in our hearts when we have one word that has a universal understanding of affection. Maybe its our fail safe in a way from getting our hearts broken. By simply stating love and not a long list of adjectives, we make it so that we are still holding part of ourselves away from that person, safe from what they could do if they knew what our version of the word love means when its applied to them.

Maybe, just maybe we are afraid to unlock that last little piece of heart so that someone cannot just rip it out and stomp on it. Or maybe we are just too untrusting that a certain person won't hurt ourselves. Who knows. All I know is that love is dynamic, ever changing, and has multiple meanings even when applied by the same person to similar people. Maybe thats all it needs to be