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It was a year ago I was terrified of leaving. ROTC, school, leaving home and the people I loved. And now I'm back to that same knot in my stomach. This summer threw me a lot of curve balls, but I flatter myself in saying I managed a pretty kickass time despite all of it. I got to go camping, plan random trips to Seattle (!), go to the beach, get really dirty ("Jacs, we took a bit out of your last paycheck to cover the paint you managed to cover yourself with"), and become as enamored with Portland as ever.
I guess I'm not scared. I'm excited, more than most people, I think. I had a rather morbid thought just now: this is like dying. You get your affairs in order (like returning books you borrowed, or that DVD from Blockbuster that they keep threatening to charge you for), forgive trespasses, and hope you're forgiven yours. It's all very final, this moving back thing.
My rat had surgery the other day. Forgive the abrupt change in topic, he just crawled across my lap with a bright blue jacket on. For those of you who've seen him (which will probably be about... none of you), he had a tumor the size of himself growing on his side. Now that he's half his previous proportions (and back to how he should be), he's vivacious, and stunning in his new fashions (we have to keep a coat over his stitches).
The summer's ending well, and on that note I have to go say more goodbyes. Good luck everyone, with your year! Don't go too crazy, and keep in touch :)
Love,
j
I guess I'm not scared. I'm excited, more than most people, I think. I had a rather morbid thought just now: this is like dying. You get your affairs in order (like returning books you borrowed, or that DVD from Blockbuster that they keep threatening to charge you for), forgive trespasses, and hope you're forgiven yours. It's all very final, this moving back thing.
My rat had surgery the other day. Forgive the abrupt change in topic, he just crawled across my lap with a bright blue jacket on. For those of you who've seen him (which will probably be about... none of you), he had a tumor the size of himself growing on his side. Now that he's half his previous proportions (and back to how he should be), he's vivacious, and stunning in his new fashions (we have to keep a coat over his stitches).
The summer's ending well, and on that note I have to go say more goodbyes. Good luck everyone, with your year! Don't go too crazy, and keep in touch :)
Love,
j