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Sorry to be so venemous in that last post.  I do love my friends, and understand that you were frightened.  I am sorry if I made people feel badly.  Especially those of you who were just asking my sister how I was doing - that was no problem.  I expected that.  I just am bored, and miss my home, etc.

I feel much more emotionally complex about the whole situation than my first blog appears.  I felt sad for the first time yesterday - melancholy, lost, etc.  Writing an angry posting really helped.

I am ready to go home.  I am very sorry for my friends from the 9th Ward, Bywater, Slidell, and St. Bernard Parish who lost everything.  I am lucky that my home and my school are completely fine and life will be normal again in a few months.  I met so many wonderful people in New Orleans after the hurricane and look forward to working with my nieghbors to rebuild a better place.  It is both a devastating and exciting time.

I am just impatient to get busy.  I’m not used to being so idle.  I miss everyone.

I am in Florida.  I left New Orleans last Wednesday.  I was completely fine in New
Orleans, and didn’t really want to leave, and now I wish I hadn’t. 

I’ve spent most of the last week regretting my choice.

People 1. were scared of what they saw on CNN, 2. refused to
listen to me when I said that I was fine, and 3. don’t understand that I
am not driven by fear and anxiety (unlike most people).  They harassed my hapless sister
and myself incessantly.  Also, a minority of the city officials were
trying to get me to leave (most of them were asking, when not on duty,
for me and others to stay so that they wouldn’t be left all alone
in a ghost town). 

I got worn down by all the emotional blackmail and
left.  Next time something important is happening in my life, I won’t answer the phone.  I learned an important lesson and will never be bullied like that again.

I especially felt badly for my sister, who told me everyone was trying to get her to tell me what to do.  First, she doesn’t control me.  Second, she understands me and knew I prefered to stay where I was.  She got worn out.  She has enough complications going on in her own life. 

I feel like most people were just upset that they couldn’t control what they saw on TV, so they were desperate to control the one thing they could -
me.  Now I am bored and frustrated, and I am missing out on everything happening back home.  I was having a lot of fun there.  I was doing interesting stuff.

Those of you who told me not to leave were
right.  Thank you for supporting me.

I am returning
home soon - probably Monday.  My neighborhood is completely fine.  The water
was on was when I left (a week ago) and the electricity had started coming
on in the neighborhood but hadn’t reached my building yet.  I’m sure
it’s working by now. 

There is no cholera in New Orleans.  Media rumors
of doomsday were/are greatly overexaggerated, per usual.