Today was amazing and awful at the same time.
We left my mom’s friend’s house early to catch my lesson at CMU with the professor. IT WAS AMAZING.
She’s this old, slightly pruney old lady – I was a little worried, because she’s asian, and my last asian teacher was terrible, but I was so wrong. She went straight to tone quality, and she was persistent. She knew how to teach.
Now the awful.
Got back to the car, and my mom, who’d sat in on the lesson, had already began the lecture. I couldn’t take it. Really. I didn’t quite yell, but I lost my cool and and got to my condescending mode…I don’t remember exactly what happened, but she ended up getting really quiet and sleeping for an hour. Then I tried to apologize, and she blew up. I called Eddie in desperation – no help. He spent the whole time telling me how “fucked up” bro K and I are.
I honestly had no idea what to do, because ML was waiting for us.
I decided to go meet him – my mom was not responsive, but I think it was the right thing to do.
And when I was with him – pretty much my best friend – I forgot all about it.
We saw each other from afar, and I did this little duck, like, is that really you? And he mirrored my little duck, and then we ran toward each other literally just like in the movies and hugged so hard. Man. I couldn’t stop smiling.
His mom let us go off alone in Pittsburgh, and we walked around aimlessly, exploring random buildings and walking the street and going into the Carnegie Museum. Not a single awkward moment – it was perfect. I’d been worried, because sometimes our texts run into dead ends, but I’d forgotten how easy things are with ML in person.
His mom picked us up and we went back to my mom, hopeful that she would want o go to dinner.
No. Just…no. I brought Morgan, talked to her alone…
And so we said goodbye. We took 2 pictures or so – both wishing we’d taken more – hugged super tight and long 3 times. And then we just…parted ways. In the parking lot of CMU.
After thousands of messages, tens of skypes, 8 months, and 2000 miles, we had exactly 3 hours together. Because my mom had a temper tantrum.
Drove off. Ate at a crummy restaurant. We’re both angry.
*Note: All ‘College Visit’ posts are my journal entries from spring break of 2014, when I visited the Midwest area for, well….college visits. I typed them up when I got home.