Gah! Nostalgia Attack!
I had the most hardcore nostalgia attack today. I already had all my shtuff packed to move down to Mizzou (tomorrow!), and so I went back to clean out all my cabinets and stuff. Then, intermingling with all my other crap, I find a note from Adam (that I re-read like three times; I'm such a sucker for sentimentality), I found a necklace that I bought in Mexico like...two or three years ago, I found old notes from two different girlfriends, a skeleton keychain that I stole from brett in middle school or freshman year or something like that, and a bunch of old pictures of me from sophmore year with you-know-who. Pretty much overwhelming, and kinda sad. Actually really sad. I'ma miss a whole shit ton of people, and I'm sadder about leaving my friends than family (is that wrong?).
FINALLY done working. Holy shit; I've got two paychecks coming, and I've already got almost 3500 in taxable income (not good; the next checks will be huge, and I claimed "exempt" which means I'm prolly gonna have to pay the ol' gov't a couple hundred bucks...whoops...) but at least I've got a ton of cash to take with me to college, along with a couple of fans. I love lifeguarding.
TOTAL BADASSNESS LOGAN'S BACK!! No, not back in town, but he's gotten through all that psycho hard crap that they have to do. I was excited to see that he was allowed to communicate with the civilian population once again. G'damn, I miss that kid.
I went up to get a book that I left at school last year the other day (teehee, it was still there) and I ended up talking to Stan and Mrs. Perkinson for like...forty five minutes. They're so damn funny. I gave them my e-mail so that I can still get my daily dose of crazy high school teacher, so that'll be sweet.
Fixing the past is a hell of a lot harder than screwing it up was, lemme tell ya. It's a bitch.
THE ANTICIPATION IS KILLING ME!!
Goodbye,
I gave you a chance to fix it
You didn't
Goodbye,
I let you back in my life
You didn't
Goodbye,
I'm not saying goodnight again,
I won't
Goodbye
FINALLY done working. Holy shit; I've got two paychecks coming, and I've already got almost 3500 in taxable income (not good; the next checks will be huge, and I claimed "exempt" which means I'm prolly gonna have to pay the ol' gov't a couple hundred bucks...whoops...) but at least I've got a ton of cash to take with me to college, along with a couple of fans. I love lifeguarding.
TOTAL BADASSNESS LOGAN'S BACK!! No, not back in town, but he's gotten through all that psycho hard crap that they have to do. I was excited to see that he was allowed to communicate with the civilian population once again. G'damn, I miss that kid.
I went up to get a book that I left at school last year the other day (teehee, it was still there) and I ended up talking to Stan and Mrs. Perkinson for like...forty five minutes. They're so damn funny. I gave them my e-mail so that I can still get my daily dose of crazy high school teacher, so that'll be sweet.
Fixing the past is a hell of a lot harder than screwing it up was, lemme tell ya. It's a bitch.
THE ANTICIPATION IS KILLING ME!!
Goodbye,
I gave you a chance to fix it
You didn't
Goodbye,
I let you back in my life
You didn't
Goodbye,
I'm not saying goodnight again,
I won't
Goodbye