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In five hours, i will start on my journey south. Mind you, my first stop is Indy followed by Evansville, so this is a turtle, not a rabbit, kind of race. Of course, in preparing for this race, I can't sleep. All i can think about is how much stuff I have, how the hell its going to fit in my car or the apartment that I'm going to be moving into which, keep in mind, i have never seen. No where does it list anything about closet space...there has to be closet space, doesn't there? I am attempting to pack light, but i'm not really sure that that is actually possible for me.
I spent today seeing pretty much everyone that i have ever met/actually like seeing in New Castle and, believe me, that is not a very big list. There were a few people who either aren't here or that I never know how to get ahold of that i didn't see, but for the most part, I'm pretty set. My final dinner (i had three different ones) was spent with a group of people i graduated with. We meet on most major breaks. I spent much of high school on the speech team with these people, but besides that I didn't hang out with them too much. Its funny, though, because these dinners often are the ones I look forward to the most on my trips home. This is often where I get the most of my gossip and where i can share most of mine. Tonight there was a particularly good story about a classmate who was arrested at a Wal-Mart. You can't make this stuff up. I didn't really know the guy, so, of course, once i got home, i pulled out my senior yearbook. I flipped through the pictures of seniors and i was suprised at how few I knew. As we were leaving dinner, we joked about what our class reunion would be like and all i could think as I was flipping through the pages was "what's the point?" there are so few of those people that I actually cared about and the ones that i actually like probably woul not go anyway. Maybe we'll all just meet at Los Amigos like we always do instead of going to see all the people we could care less about in high school.
Ok, i need to attempt this sleep thing again...not that i really feel tired...
I spent today seeing pretty much everyone that i have ever met/actually like seeing in New Castle and, believe me, that is not a very big list. There were a few people who either aren't here or that I never know how to get ahold of that i didn't see, but for the most part, I'm pretty set. My final dinner (i had three different ones) was spent with a group of people i graduated with. We meet on most major breaks. I spent much of high school on the speech team with these people, but besides that I didn't hang out with them too much. Its funny, though, because these dinners often are the ones I look forward to the most on my trips home. This is often where I get the most of my gossip and where i can share most of mine. Tonight there was a particularly good story about a classmate who was arrested at a Wal-Mart. You can't make this stuff up. I didn't really know the guy, so, of course, once i got home, i pulled out my senior yearbook. I flipped through the pictures of seniors and i was suprised at how few I knew. As we were leaving dinner, we joked about what our class reunion would be like and all i could think as I was flipping through the pages was "what's the point?" there are so few of those people that I actually cared about and the ones that i actually like probably woul not go anyway. Maybe we'll all just meet at Los Amigos like we always do instead of going to see all the people we could care less about in high school.
Ok, i need to attempt this sleep thing again...not that i really feel tired...