france
so here i am, ready to leave for france. bags packed. hair washed. legs shaved. wearing my most comfortable outfit EVER most likely. except my pj's maybe. but i'm really scared about going. i know part of the reason. but i think another part is that summer is going WAY TOO FRICKIN' FAST! in all my previous summers there have been plenty of days where i did NOTHING. i just sat around at home and watched tv, maybe played some halo with alex, read a book, etc., etc. i wouldn't leave the house all day. this summer i think i may have had 2 or 3 days like that. i've had a lot more fun and i feel a lot more accomplished. but everything's different now. it's like "the end is near" or something. it's weird.
i also don't feel very close to anyone right now. like somewhere along the line i started ignoring everyone even while seeing them quite frequently.
i just don't feel like myself. i feel like things are happening and i'm not sure if they're real or not. my memories seem like movies or something. maybe i just need to wait it off.
i also don't feel very close to anyone right now. like somewhere along the line i started ignoring everyone even while seeing them quite frequently.
i just don't feel like myself. i feel like things are happening and i'm not sure if they're real or not. my memories seem like movies or something. maybe i just need to wait it off.