Room 415, Friday (all day)
If Kennedy were the type to be that introspective, and the type to look for patterns, she'd have realized something interesting: it had been an impulsive decision that landed her in Fandom, and it was an impulsive decision that led to why she was packing up her room today, rather than at the end of the summer. Of course, as impulsive decisions went, you could argue this one was a lot more mature than 'this guy is pissing me off and deserves the punch in the face I'm about to give him,' but again, Kennedy wasn't introspective enough to realize that on any tangible level.
There was a whole vague-sense-of-accomplishment vibe going on as she shoved things into bags and boxes-- which was hard work she wasn't used to, and she'd have bitched about it except it just seemed like a dumb thing to bitch about now-- but no huge epiphany, or anything deep like that.
It just seemed like the thing to do, and she'd been thinking about it since Tuesday. Maybe before then, really; seeing Dad and Janelle at graduation had been more awesome than she'd expected it to be, and the reason Tara'd had to go home only cemented the idea. So after her workout she'd sent out emails and text messages to people, letting them know she was heading out, and gotten to work with the packing.
There wasn't much she could do about seeing Dad more often, but Janelle had grown about two shoe sizes since the last time she'd been home, she hadn't seen her mom since elementary school, and... hey, maybe she could try and give her stepmother a little more of a chance, for her sister's sake if nothing else. Maybe there was still a good chance Tara's mom would be okay, but Kennedy'd had too many friends lose people in the past two years already. She had a family, a pretty damn decent one at that, and if there was anything in her life she should probably stop taking for granted that was it. Starting, oh, basically now. Drake would probably approve, she thought, and she was pretty sure Tara would understand.
Besides, it wasn't like she was leaving forever, or anything. No way in hell would that ever happen, so yay for having plenty of cash to burn on travel.
So this was her, seizing the day... but damn, was she going to miss this place.
"Said it before and I'll say it again," Kennedy told Bailey, who was nosing around one of her half-packed boxes and looking perplexed at the increasingly empty state of the room. "Best damn school I ever went to."
[[omg this is kennedy's last student post in fandom. D: post and door both totally open, if you want to say you got a message from her, and up early (too early wah) for sp since i anticipate work being super-busy on actual friday. not that she'll be gone forever. like i'm not gonna use those visit days?]]
There was a whole vague-sense-of-accomplishment vibe going on as she shoved things into bags and boxes-- which was hard work she wasn't used to, and she'd have bitched about it except it just seemed like a dumb thing to bitch about now-- but no huge epiphany, or anything deep like that.
It just seemed like the thing to do, and she'd been thinking about it since Tuesday. Maybe before then, really; seeing Dad and Janelle at graduation had been more awesome than she'd expected it to be, and the reason Tara'd had to go home only cemented the idea. So after her workout she'd sent out emails and text messages to people, letting them know she was heading out, and gotten to work with the packing.
There wasn't much she could do about seeing Dad more often, but Janelle had grown about two shoe sizes since the last time she'd been home, she hadn't seen her mom since elementary school, and... hey, maybe she could try and give her stepmother a little more of a chance, for her sister's sake if nothing else. Maybe there was still a good chance Tara's mom would be okay, but Kennedy'd had too many friends lose people in the past two years already. She had a family, a pretty damn decent one at that, and if there was anything in her life she should probably stop taking for granted that was it. Starting, oh, basically now. Drake would probably approve, she thought, and she was pretty sure Tara would understand.
Besides, it wasn't like she was leaving forever, or anything. No way in hell would that ever happen, so yay for having plenty of cash to burn on travel.
So this was her, seizing the day... but damn, was she going to miss this place.
"Said it before and I'll say it again," Kennedy told Bailey, who was nosing around one of her half-packed boxes and looking perplexed at the increasingly empty state of the room. "Best damn school I ever went to."
[[omg this is kennedy's last student post in fandom. D: post and door both totally open, if you want to say you got a message from her, and up early (too early wah) for sp since i anticipate work being super-busy on actual friday. not that she'll be gone forever. like i'm not gonna use those visit days?]]