Even if things end up a bit too heavy we'll all float on alright.
Wednesday night we went to Danielles house and drank some beer on the deck while we watched the falling stars. Her mom was drunk when we got there and surprised me with a big hug.
Thursday I went back to Morton with Hoff. While we were swimming in the river there was a snake in the water so we freaked out and that was the end of the swimming. That night back in T-Town Nicole and I had a lot of fun taking a walk, rolling on the turf and just being silly girls. Then we met up with the boys at Mason for some deep thoughts.
Yesterday was my last day at Great Harvest. Damn. I will miss the fucking insane health food customers. I will miss Liz constantly disagreeing with anything anyone else has to say. I will miss good times doing a jig with Theresa. I will miss discussing the joys of american music and bi-polar disease with Bess. I will miss saving ice for Steve when I'm closing the espresso. I will miss being afraid of Karen and Kat whenever there are around. I will miss Tina's S&M humor that I can't believe she got away with. I will miss the Marlene's empolyess who either ignored us or eerily stared at us.
Before work yesterday I went out to lunch with Lars, then went down to the S ledges and back to his house to see his parents, which felt really good. I think might have been one of the most important things I did this summer. He is such a great guy and I'm glad that we can have fun in a friend relationship. Good times catching up on everything, seeing how much we have changed, but also realising that once we share a certain closeness with another person that we can never completely loose that sense of familiarity and understanding.
Last night James and I didn't do anything at all except be together. Those are the kinds of days that make days like next Wednesday worth it.
Today I started packing clothes and did my scrapbook (FINALLY). Going through my room and sorting through years of shit really brings it all back. I am taking one small photo album of High School pictures because I want to be able to look back but I am not trying to be that girl who can't get over high school.
If you give me your mailing address I will write you letters from college.
Thursday I went back to Morton with Hoff. While we were swimming in the river there was a snake in the water so we freaked out and that was the end of the swimming. That night back in T-Town Nicole and I had a lot of fun taking a walk, rolling on the turf and just being silly girls. Then we met up with the boys at Mason for some deep thoughts.
Yesterday was my last day at Great Harvest. Damn. I will miss the fucking insane health food customers. I will miss Liz constantly disagreeing with anything anyone else has to say. I will miss good times doing a jig with Theresa. I will miss discussing the joys of american music and bi-polar disease with Bess. I will miss saving ice for Steve when I'm closing the espresso. I will miss being afraid of Karen and Kat whenever there are around. I will miss Tina's S&M humor that I can't believe she got away with. I will miss the Marlene's empolyess who either ignored us or eerily stared at us.
Before work yesterday I went out to lunch with Lars, then went down to the S ledges and back to his house to see his parents, which felt really good. I think might have been one of the most important things I did this summer. He is such a great guy and I'm glad that we can have fun in a friend relationship. Good times catching up on everything, seeing how much we have changed, but also realising that once we share a certain closeness with another person that we can never completely loose that sense of familiarity and understanding.
Last night James and I didn't do anything at all except be together. Those are the kinds of days that make days like next Wednesday worth it.
Today I started packing clothes and did my scrapbook (FINALLY). Going through my room and sorting through years of shit really brings it all back. I am taking one small photo album of High School pictures because I want to be able to look back but I am not trying to be that girl who can't get over high school.
If you give me your mailing address I will write you letters from college.