But the more I think, the less I believe it.

Aug 08, 2007 00:43

Already, summer is over. Sheesh.

NINE days. Although I'm going to miss good ol' Pensacola, I'm ready to head down to Gainesville. Don't get me wrong, I love Pensacola. Maybe it's not so much that I'm fond of the city, it's that I love the people that make this city home--my home. If "home is where the heart is," it's obvious my heart is in Pensacola and I have no idea why I'm leaving. Still, I wish more of my friends (specifically Rachel and Kathleen) were coming with me. Not only that, I wish my friends were branching out from their same (play it safe) routine. But then, honestly, I'm not one to talk.

My schedule this week (and next) has been filled with lunch dates, movies, dinners, outings for coffee, etc. Since I'm not coming home for Thanksgiving, I'm trying to spend as much time with my friends as possible. However, with some people, I tried to tie up loose ends and end things on a good note. Obviously, that did not go according to plan. I mean, hey, I tried.

Although I usually check livejournal, I never post anything. Sarah Javier is the only one I know that really uses livejournal as it should be used. So, if you're reading this Sarah, keep it up. Minus our Olive Garden dinners, it's how I keep up to you. Sad, I know. And that, missy, has to change this year.
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