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I'm sorry I'm making you wait! I'm trying to type it up between things.
When I woke up in the morning, I was feeling really nervous. I now wanted a callback to Topaz House very badly. At the morning meeting my RC calls me out last, so I'm waiting for so long, agonizing about whether I will get a callback to the houses I like...
My RC finally calls me and I see her holding one calling card. I prepare myself for an unpleasant schedule but cross my fingers that it is Topaz House-- I had had really good conversations there yesterday and somebody I talked to at Set 1 had stopped and said that they were happy to see that I was back.
I look down at my schedule and see:
Obsidian House
I took a deep breath and told my RC that I was going to stick it out and give them a chance. I'm thinking, 'I had an OK time there yesterday, and they did want me back after all. Maybe they can see me in their house, and they would know better than me.'
I head over to the party, having some mixed feelings. By now I'm not completely heartbroken about losing all of my other houses, and Obsidian House was one of the houses I had consistently liked, more or less. The house tour is nice, and the girl who was showing me the house was very nice, so I was really enjoying our conversation. When I got passed off to the girl who took me to the skit, I also had a great conversation with her.
The party ended soon after that, and I left not sure how I felt because I enjoyed myself again but it seemed like every house wanted to drop me. I talked to my RC and told her that I was pretty sure they'd drop me. She told me that she thought I should rank them anyway and so I did.
When I went home, I had enough time to be sad about losing Topaz House again, and even Tourmaline House, which I had felt ambivalent toward but had enjoyed it a bit and had been interested in finding out more about. I felt like all my favorite houses were being taken away from me slowly, but Obsidian House was a house I had enjoyed, and so I'd stick it out and try to be positive about it. It wasn't like I didn't get along with the girls, after all. Maybe I'd do better than I thought at Obsidian.
By the time I went to bed that night I decided that I'd pref at Obsidian House happily, and crossed my fingers.
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