I'm no good at being uncomfortable
So apparently I'm totally predictable on livejournal. A post can be expected about once a day, ALWAYS if something big happened that day. So here's my post about being back at school:
FUCKING YES.
Jess and I, having amazing parents (well, just Mom for me) and a good friend named Cory are almost completely moved in. All that remains is to vacuum Jess's rugs that have been festering in her basement all summer, the unpacking of clothing for me and various random little things but generally? Yeah, it's already become home. Yesterday we said goodbye to our parents and continued unpacking while Cory hung around refusing to be helpful anymore past moving almost our entire room in =) He stayed in our room the entirety of the day, the three of us having some interesting conversations and most importantly being complete fools. I can feel it. This year is going to be amazing.
Jess sleeps a lot later than me! (So does everyone else.)
I really, really miss Hannah already. Is that lame? Probably. But going through the intersection past the library and out of Dover felt like I was leaving a piece of me behind. A big piece. The best friend piece. That's the most important piece!
FUCKING YES.
Jess and I, having amazing parents (well, just Mom for me) and a good friend named Cory are almost completely moved in. All that remains is to vacuum Jess's rugs that have been festering in her basement all summer, the unpacking of clothing for me and various random little things but generally? Yeah, it's already become home. Yesterday we said goodbye to our parents and continued unpacking while Cory hung around refusing to be helpful anymore past moving almost our entire room in =) He stayed in our room the entirety of the day, the three of us having some interesting conversations and most importantly being complete fools. I can feel it. This year is going to be amazing.
Jess sleeps a lot later than me! (So does everyone else.)
I really, really miss Hannah already. Is that lame? Probably. But going through the intersection past the library and out of Dover felt like I was leaving a piece of me behind. A big piece. The best friend piece. That's the most important piece!