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So it's been a long time since I put a real post on here. As of last night, I'm a college graduate of Southwest Tennessee, diploma and all. My last day of work up here is on the 23rd. It's sad because I think I'm gonna miss everyone. Even though I didn't know them or aren't best friends or anything, they still made me feel like I belonged there. Went to the AE X-mas party last night. It was a freakin blast. There was drinking and dancing and food and all that yada yada. I had a good time. It was the first time I stayed out late since I've been here. That's how bad this city is.
I'm moving back to New Orleans in the 24th. They finally came and measured for the trailer. I'm excited and sad at the same time. I mean I can't wait to go back and see everyone, but I don't want to see the bad parts. And it's so strange because so much of me wants to see what's left of my house even though I know it's gonna be bad. Anyway, I'm coming home. I still have to rent a truck to move and there's a whole lot of packing to do. I didn't realize that we had so lilttle when we got here until now. We moved into the apartment with 3 pairs of clothes and 5 inflatable beds that we had to buy. It takes so much stuff to be normal. We've met the nicest people in the world. They've given us so much and it's so hard to find a way to say thank you. They gave us real bed, sofas, tv's, plates, chairs, a dinner table, pictures, and small things that make a home a home. This sounds so sappy, but I feel that I'm really lucky. Their schools took us in on good faith, their churches fed us, and people we don't even know gave us important little things like toothbrushes and toothpaste. It's strange how it takes something so huge to humble a person.
Anyways. There's nothing new going on in life yet. I guess nothing new till I get home. New Orleans rocks. I can't wait to be able to go somewhere till 10pm instead of being asked to leave at 9pm. I can't wait to get back to work. I just want to go to work, go to school, and go out on the weekends. You know, the normal life. Well I'll see you all in a week. Much love.
I'm moving back to New Orleans in the 24th. They finally came and measured for the trailer. I'm excited and sad at the same time. I mean I can't wait to go back and see everyone, but I don't want to see the bad parts. And it's so strange because so much of me wants to see what's left of my house even though I know it's gonna be bad. Anyway, I'm coming home. I still have to rent a truck to move and there's a whole lot of packing to do. I didn't realize that we had so lilttle when we got here until now. We moved into the apartment with 3 pairs of clothes and 5 inflatable beds that we had to buy. It takes so much stuff to be normal. We've met the nicest people in the world. They've given us so much and it's so hard to find a way to say thank you. They gave us real bed, sofas, tv's, plates, chairs, a dinner table, pictures, and small things that make a home a home. This sounds so sappy, but I feel that I'm really lucky. Their schools took us in on good faith, their churches fed us, and people we don't even know gave us important little things like toothbrushes and toothpaste. It's strange how it takes something so huge to humble a person.
Anyways. There's nothing new going on in life yet. I guess nothing new till I get home. New Orleans rocks. I can't wait to be able to go somewhere till 10pm instead of being asked to leave at 9pm. I can't wait to get back to work. I just want to go to work, go to school, and go out on the weekends. You know, the normal life. Well I'll see you all in a week. Much love.