I'm not worried. Really.
So my parents turned on the air conditioning and now I have no excuse to walk around dramatically fanning myself, pretending to pass out. I can actually pack up all my stuff and NOT have a heat stroke, but instead I'm watching endless episodes of "Friends," as if watching them all is this huge project I need to finish before facing reality. And of course I'm giving myself permission to put off packing so I can lay out at the pool. Having a tan is of the utmost importance.
I'm driving to Florida by myself. At first I felt relieved but now I just feel sad. Thank God for Abba Gold. I can just see Marissa and I having karaoke parties and switching off between Abba and Ace of Base. We're such dorks. And then Marissa will wake up with a hangover and write apology letters to everyone because she's convinced her drunkenness was an affront to all. And she'll repeat, "Everybody hates me" over and over again and I'll have to assure her that everyone, in fact, loves her.
I can see myself riding bikes with Megan and Bonnie and wishing I were like all these crazy people who just want to ride their bikes all over the world.
I'm coming to St. Augustine with an air mattress, a TV, and very little money. I have a feeling it will feel very natural. I went to Joanna's new house that she and Matt just bought and I saw all of her brand-new furniture and I just thought, "Man--I'm nowhere near that." I'm 25 years old and I own no furniture. I'm moving to Florida to sleep on the floor. Half of me is sad about that and the other half is relieved. I really don't want to be old. But stability wouldn't be so bad.
10 days of Dallas left...
I'm driving to Florida by myself. At first I felt relieved but now I just feel sad. Thank God for Abba Gold. I can just see Marissa and I having karaoke parties and switching off between Abba and Ace of Base. We're such dorks. And then Marissa will wake up with a hangover and write apology letters to everyone because she's convinced her drunkenness was an affront to all. And she'll repeat, "Everybody hates me" over and over again and I'll have to assure her that everyone, in fact, loves her.
I can see myself riding bikes with Megan and Bonnie and wishing I were like all these crazy people who just want to ride their bikes all over the world.
I'm coming to St. Augustine with an air mattress, a TV, and very little money. I have a feeling it will feel very natural. I went to Joanna's new house that she and Matt just bought and I saw all of her brand-new furniture and I just thought, "Man--I'm nowhere near that." I'm 25 years old and I own no furniture. I'm moving to Florida to sleep on the floor. Half of me is sad about that and the other half is relieved. I really don't want to be old. But stability wouldn't be so bad.
10 days of Dallas left...