Home Sweet Syracuse

by Katelyn Block on January 14, 2012 · 18 comments

Hi sunshiney friends! Or should I say…. night owls. Just kidding, it’s not that late. This post is going to be the ramblings of my brain right now, tainted with a lot of bittersweet emotion. If you’re into that, read on. Otherwise, grab a cup of hot chocolate and watch the Miss America pageant. My friend’s cousin is in it! (kick it, New York!)

As you may have guessed, I am back at da CUSE. Home sweet Syracuse, that’s what I say. I am both happy and sad/scared to be back.

Today, I was dreadfully sick and had to go to the doctor’s at the odd hour of 10:20 in the morning. That was strange. But, considering I couldn’t move from my bed or eat anything, I figured it would be best to get checked out by the doc.

You know, for sanity purposes.

Turns out I am negative for strep (as usual, I’ve never been tested positive in my life), negative for mono (don’t worry I haven’t been kissing any weird boys), and because I was so adamant that it was the same sickness I had back in September, she gave me antibiotics. I think it’s mostly because she felt bad that I feel so crap-tastic and was supposed to go back to the cuse this morning. It’s okay, doc! I still love you. (she’s a sweetheart)

Came home, re-read Diana’s post from this morning (love that girl, so much talent I wish I could make Vogue UK hire her right now), and took both Advil and the antibiotics. Within half an hour, I felt magical again. I was still blowing my nose every five minutes, but regardless, I felt magical enough to get out of bed and walk. Yes, walk. You know that feeling when you have a fever and literally can’t move because everything hurts? Ding ding ding! Story of my morning. (boo)

Fast forward, ate three clementines, two pieces of toast with strawberry rhubarb jam (homemade by the hands of God), and a bunch of pretzels and felt even more magical. Food! It feels good in your tummy! Who woulda thunk? I felt better. Hope you got that point.

Theeeeen had my first coffee in two days (was half-caf, didn’t want to startle my innerds), and Skyped with my ever-lovely best friend Sarah. She’s at Geneseo! Any bloggers/readers going to school there, holla at me and you two can be best friends. ;) One thing about break was that eeeeeveryone was home (obviously), but many people never saw each other (with the exception of New Year’s). I saw my closest friends from home, and spent a lot of time with them (and my family), and therefore it was a lovely, perfect, and successful break. With the exception that I got sick the day before I was supposed to move back to school.

Awesome timing, Mother Nature.

When I was feeling a lot better (with a pep in my step, thanks to magical java), Padre and I headed out to drive back to Cuse after a lot of packing and shenanigans involved. My family consists of the most precious, wonderful people I know. Sappy time. I didn’t appreciate them much when I was a teenager (typical), but now I see them for all their heart’s worth and it makes me swoon. I love my family. My crazy dog, my adorable parents, and my baby sister.

When my Dad drove me to Syracuse, we both chatted a lot and laughed about random things (the usual father-daughter antics), and made dorky jokes. When we got here, he unloaded all of my things out of the car and into my room (which is now solely my room — we’ll get to that in another post), and did it willingly. Another example of how giving my father is. When all was done being unloaded, he wanted to go to dinner, and I didn’t refuse. Dinner with my Dad is one of my favorite things. He’s so funny with his food and likes to make silly jokes. He doesn’t always realize he’s being funny, I think, but I love him for all of his quirks.

We both knew it was time to say goodbye, and I was trying to avoid it, because this break I really got to know my parents as the loving parents and most of all people that they are. My parents are fun, sweet, and yes we fight, but at the end of the day, all we want to do is be together. Our goodbye was sad and sappy and we both cried a little, and then he left and I cried in my room, realizing that this was the first time I had cried when saying goodbye to my parents. When I first moved to Syracuse, I didn’t cry once. I was ready to be set free. Now that I have learned so much about myself, and most of all, grown up, everything is different.

Being home for a month felt like an eternity. Soon enough, there were only three weeks left. Only two. Only one. Only days. It wasn’t something I was anxious about, for I was excited to go back and take all of the exciting classes I had signed up for, and most of all, blog more seriously during this semester. A friend of mine and I are getting jobs (hopefully together, waaaay more fun), I am going to be taking baller classes, and I have this giant, beautiful space to myself. I basically have an apartment, and I couldn’t be more happy.

But going back …. I realized I would be away from my family. I love them. I missed them from the second I realized I would be leaving, again. I had the most sappy and sad hug with Lilly as I was going out the door, and I know if she had arms, she would have tried to hug back. My puppy is such a meowmeow. That’s all that comes to mind, and I know it doesn’t make sense. I wish I could have a puppy for me and my floormates to play with and take care of, because I really do think that dogs have a special something about them. They really are (wo)man’s best friend.

As I was sitting on my couch (I use that term loosely, and you will see why), beginning to type this post, I got a text message from my Dad.

She really does miss me.

Note the Words With Friends notification. Janetha, I’m about to kick your butt.


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{ 16 comments… read them below or add one }

Hillary {Nutrition Nut on the Run} January 14, 2012 at 9:12 PM

good luck with your 2nd semester, love.

hope you’re feeling much much better soon!


Katelyn Block January 15, 2012 at 10:24 AM

Already feeling better :) Antibiotics FTW.


Cory January 14, 2012 at 9:41 PM

you really should come back to rochester though! dont forget about us!


Katelyn Block January 15, 2012 at 10:28 AM

Don’t worry, I will ;)


Victoria @ The Pursuit of Hippieness January 14, 2012 at 10:43 PM

ughhh i feel ya- second semester freshman year it was so hard to go back. you hit the nail on the head: first semester you’re all like wooohooooo college! and then you realize how much you miss everyone and the novelty has worn off a little. but this semester is also great because it’s really when you begin to form the deeper friendships and plus you have rush (!) to look forward to!!!!


Katelyn Block January 15, 2012 at 10:29 AM

Hahah YES exactly! Thank God it starts in two weeks.


Diana January 15, 2012 at 3:35 AM

Totally understand – it’s so nice to go home, because you do realize how much you value your family time. And as Hillary said, good luck with this semester! (Get better, too. Whatever you have doesn’t sound like fun at all – although I know the whole feverish/achy/exhausted feeling all to well…)

PS: you’re way too sweet, and as for your plan to “blog more seriously” – wow. You’ll be unstoppable!


Katelyn Block January 15, 2012 at 10:30 AM

NOT fun at all. But I have tea by my side so I’ll be alright ;)
p.s. Thanks, lady! Youdabest.


KaraHadley January 15, 2012 at 4:13 AM

I so totally get this! Once I started college I would get super funky sad every time I went back to school. After you start really enjoying your family, being in a cinderblock dorm room (no matter how many fun decorations you have), is definitely less inviting.
Hopefully the funky sad feelings pass quickly and you get back into the swing of enjoying all your fun times.


Katelyn Block January 15, 2012 at 10:30 AM

:) Exactly. As soon as stinkin possible.


Miranda @ Living One Bite at a Time January 15, 2012 at 11:31 AM

Where did you get that mug? It’s really cute!


Kadee January 15, 2012 at 11:57 AM

I want to know, too! I NEED one!!


Katelyn Block January 15, 2012 at 12:00 PM

Hey girls! Linked it up to a previous blog post :) Found it at Anthropologie.


Julie @ There and Back Again January 15, 2012 at 9:08 PM

This is crazy. I stumbled on to your blog for the first time ever today (I think from a comment you left on Peanut Butter Fingers?), realized you go to Syracuse which is cool enough in itself because I’m from Saratoga, and then saw you mention Geneseo in this post – I just graduated from there last year! I loved it so much and I miss it every day so just seeing it mentioned in a random corner of the blogworld was a strange comfort! It’s a crazy small world out there :) Anyway your blog is adorable and your writing is great – glad I ended up here! Enjoy college while you’re there girl, it goes by in a flash.


Katelyn Block January 15, 2012 at 9:18 PM

You’re kidding!!!! Oh my God. I’m so glad! Are you in New Zealand right now??
p.s. Saratoga Springs is beauuutiful. I looked at Skidmore just so I could walk around the town.


Julie @ There and Back Again January 15, 2012 at 9:39 PM

I wish!! I studied abroad there in college and that’s when I started my blog – I just kept it going once I got back but was lazy and never changed the URL! Haha that’s sweet – I love Toga and Skidmore is a great school! I’m on the OBX now which is awesome but I miss NY and love any random mention of it :)


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