Isn't it kinda funny how we always end up back here
Feeling a bit down today. Possibly beating myself up for something that shouldn't be happening and that I'm not stopping (because I'm being selfish). Causing myself stomach aches for it. I'm so damn smart sometimes.
Moving from vague crap. Everything is cool around these parts. Having fun, for the most part. Went to the doctor's last week for a physical and blood work and everything. Waiting on them to call me back with the results so I can send it all to Florence so she can send it to the French administration. No exact date anymore. I still think I'm gonna make it a Thursday that I'm leaving, works out for everyone. Everything is still feeling very surreal feeling. It's hitting a little closer to home but still isn't sinking in. I'm sure I'll go into culture shock the first damn month I'm there. ...but it'll be the best times of my life, right?! (*eyebrow raise*) Heh.
Melissa and I are throwing my going away party on the 1st of November at the Wheat and Rye in Romulus. Open for everyone to come. Probably start about 9 or 10.
Also, if I weren't already aware, my family is nucking futs. The only sane ones are my Uncle and Aunt. I'm almost to the point of telling all the rest to go to hell (nicely, maybe). Probably not the best of ideas but I swear, this is rigoddamndiculous. Maybe I'll elaborate later, maybe I won't. I don't know. I kinda just wanna forget about it all.
Moving from vague crap. Everything is cool around these parts. Having fun, for the most part. Went to the doctor's last week for a physical and blood work and everything. Waiting on them to call me back with the results so I can send it all to Florence so she can send it to the French administration. No exact date anymore. I still think I'm gonna make it a Thursday that I'm leaving, works out for everyone. Everything is still feeling very surreal feeling. It's hitting a little closer to home but still isn't sinking in. I'm sure I'll go into culture shock the first damn month I'm there. ...but it'll be the best times of my life, right?! (*eyebrow raise*) Heh.
Melissa and I are throwing my going away party on the 1st of November at the Wheat and Rye in Romulus. Open for everyone to come. Probably start about 9 or 10.
Also, if I weren't already aware, my family is nucking futs. The only sane ones are my Uncle and Aunt. I'm almost to the point of telling all the rest to go to hell (nicely, maybe). Probably not the best of ideas but I swear, this is rigoddamndiculous. Maybe I'll elaborate later, maybe I won't. I don't know. I kinda just wanna forget about it all.