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So today as I was doing errands around town, I got all bummed out thinking about the fact that I'm not going to live here anymore after Friday. I'm scared thinking about what it will feel like to come home. I'm not a little girl anymore, eventhough my parents and I still see me this way, it's just simply not true. And I know that it sounds stupid because it's obvious to everyone but me, but it's a cruel realization that this part of my life is over. I guess I'm excited about school, but part of me just wants it to be over so I can get on with the rest of it. I know that I'm going to have a great time and that it's going to be really good for me, but still I can't get around the rest of it. I shouldn't whine, but I am, I shouldn't be worried but I am, and it's just too much. I'm overwhelmed and I just want to get on to the next stage, whatever that is.
I just stopped writing that for the last twenty minutes because my good buddy poop called, and made me feel better... he's a gem. just chatting about stuff made me feel better. i'm going to miss my little sprout.
So i guess in better news, I had the best day yesterday that I've had in a long time. I went to the ocean with Ross, it was beautiful and perfect. Tonight I'm goingto dinner with poop and johanna and maybe jordan hooray!
I just stopped writing that for the last twenty minutes because my good buddy poop called, and made me feel better... he's a gem. just chatting about stuff made me feel better. i'm going to miss my little sprout.
So i guess in better news, I had the best day yesterday that I've had in a long time. I went to the ocean with Ross, it was beautiful and perfect. Tonight I'm goingto dinner with poop and johanna and maybe jordan hooray!