Dec 02, 2010 18:34
6 hours left before we head out of this god forsaken town and drive HOME!!!! I want to be back in my native home so bad I can feel the sea breeze on my face and smell that memorable mix of salt water and something foul you just don't want to know about . . . I need a Target, Costco, PANDA FUCKING EXPRESS!!!!! This town is crap for shopping and even crappier for food.
I am suppose to get some sleep so that I can drive the first shift and let my Walrus nap since he worked from 2 to 11:15pm . . .but am I soooo excited and impatient and wide awake. Also, my Walrus was a dumbass and packed my sleep meds and therefore I have to force the sleep through nyquil . . .I hope . . .
In less than a day, I shall be in my true home, hugging my Mom again, hanging out with the Sister of my Heart and my Brothers, going to Disneyland, Sea World and seeing my Long Beach family . . . and in less than a week, it will all be over too fast and too soon. I don't know if I can handle coming BACK to this town as well as I handled moving here . . .it's sucking me dry of my patience, my happiness, my personality, and my time. And I am STILL fucking living with one of my parents.
Oh Lord, hear my prayer. And look out San Diego! Here we come to blow throught the town and paint it red!!!!
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