uugggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
well i'm all packed up. i think. i keep thinking i'm done and then remember a bunch of shit that i didn't pack.
um.
yeah, so tomorrow at about 10am i am offically gone. minus the party on saturday and probably hanging out a bit on sunday.. just none of my shit will be here.
but after that i am a resident of Fair Haven yet again.
Yesterday I went for a walk around the city to say goodbye. it was pretty interesting.
i was sitting at the campus m. fountain minding my own buisness when a tiny old black man pulled up a chair and sat next to me. not just next to me, so close so that our arms were touching. i just ignored him at first hoping that he'd go away but then he started talking.
guy- whats your name?
me- jessika.
guy- JESSIKA???????? how old are you?
me- 21.
guy- wow!!! you look YOUNG!!!
me- yeah.
*we are silent for about 5 minutes*
guy- do you have a boyfriend?
me- yes.
guy- what is his name?
me- steve.
guy- DAVE??
me- STEVE
guy- oh.. do you love him?
me- yes.
guy- are you going to get married?
me- i dont know
guy- he didn't ask you yet?
me- no, i'm 21 years old.
guy- ohhh.. 21, 21...
*guy rummages through backpack and pulls out some mouthwash*
*guy starts garggling mouthwash and then spits it out in between us and it splashes me*
me- could you not do that?
*guy ignores me and keeps rummaging through his bag and eats 923572957 cookies*
*silent for about 20 minutes*
guy- well, you have a blessed night Danielle.
*guy tries to get up but he is old and had his legs propped up for too long and falls over*
*i immediately call candace and tell her all about this guy.*
it's stuff like that, that i'm going to miss about living here.
oh, that and..
going in abandoned buildings anytime that i want
living .2 seconds away from my fave bars/places to go
living .2 seconds from my best friends
being able to go for worthwhile walks/bikerids/drives
being in walking distance of my fave detroit festivals
i'm pretty sad, but happy at the same time i guess. it wont be much different than it was before i lived here. i'll still come down nearly every weekend... it will just be weird not having my own place to go to at the end of the night or to just chill out for a second. but i'm pretty sure it will make me appreciate the city more again.. i kinda burned myself out of it by living here.
well i've rambled long enough, i have a crabby boyfriend to go see.
um.
yeah, so tomorrow at about 10am i am offically gone. minus the party on saturday and probably hanging out a bit on sunday.. just none of my shit will be here.
but after that i am a resident of Fair Haven yet again.
Yesterday I went for a walk around the city to say goodbye. it was pretty interesting.
i was sitting at the campus m. fountain minding my own buisness when a tiny old black man pulled up a chair and sat next to me. not just next to me, so close so that our arms were touching. i just ignored him at first hoping that he'd go away but then he started talking.
guy- whats your name?
me- jessika.
guy- JESSIKA???????? how old are you?
me- 21.
guy- wow!!! you look YOUNG!!!
me- yeah.
*we are silent for about 5 minutes*
guy- do you have a boyfriend?
me- yes.
guy- what is his name?
me- steve.
guy- DAVE??
me- STEVE
guy- oh.. do you love him?
me- yes.
guy- are you going to get married?
me- i dont know
guy- he didn't ask you yet?
me- no, i'm 21 years old.
guy- ohhh.. 21, 21...
*guy rummages through backpack and pulls out some mouthwash*
*guy starts garggling mouthwash and then spits it out in between us and it splashes me*
me- could you not do that?
*guy ignores me and keeps rummaging through his bag and eats 923572957 cookies*
*silent for about 20 minutes*
guy- well, you have a blessed night Danielle.
*guy tries to get up but he is old and had his legs propped up for too long and falls over*
*i immediately call candace and tell her all about this guy.*
it's stuff like that, that i'm going to miss about living here.
oh, that and..
going in abandoned buildings anytime that i want
living .2 seconds away from my fave bars/places to go
living .2 seconds from my best friends
being able to go for worthwhile walks/bikerids/drives
being in walking distance of my fave detroit festivals
i'm pretty sad, but happy at the same time i guess. it wont be much different than it was before i lived here. i'll still come down nearly every weekend... it will just be weird not having my own place to go to at the end of the night or to just chill out for a second. but i'm pretty sure it will make me appreciate the city more again.. i kinda burned myself out of it by living here.
well i've rambled long enough, i have a crabby boyfriend to go see.