you don't have to go home, but you can't stay here
finally got all my financial aid stuff taken care of...now i'm free to go back to worrying about what to pack. the last week of summer is always really weird for me, everyone is going their separate ways; if life was a teen movie, the song closing time by semisonic would so be playing in the background. spent the night at mullens and realized why i love that girl so much in the first place. we actually listened to the song "Sheinqua don't live here no more" which really put the cherry on my sundae. i've just been reading and stuff still, not very exciting. still suffering from mild insomnia; i havn't been sleeping more than 3 hours a night, but in the middle of the day i'll just crash in the middle of a fucking sentence. but hey but you do what you gotta do (dahbahdahdoo). well the count down till I leave is officially at four days now, those of you who would like to metaphorically smash the champagne over my ass and bid me safe journeys, the time to hesitate is through. give me a shout.
peace.
peace.