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May 07, 2005 12:30

The last week of school was pretty exciting. I feel kinda bad that Caty and Cassie didn't really have good last nights, but we'll just say the night was eventful. So I procrastinated too much like always and had to cram for ISS and Econ, but I don't think I did too bad, and will know my grades by monday. Moving out was crazy, it was way harder than I thought it would be to say goodbye to everyone even though some people had already left. It's hard to imagine that some people that I met this year I will quite possibly never really talk to again unless I see them around in class or something. I know I'm a huge dork, but right as we started to pull away from the dorm I just started crying and couldnt stop, it was ridiculous. Then I spent the rest of the ride home telling my mom all kinds of crazy stories from school. Now, I am sitting at home on my butt doing nothing. Hopefully my dad will find a car for me soon. I start work at the golf course on monday, and still need to find out what is goin on at the restaurant, and most likely decide on one or the other for the summer... and I still gotta figure out what to do about summer classes at macomb. I really hope that I still get to see everyone from school a couple times over the summer, cuz other than koa, there isn't much else fun goin on for me. My birthday is monday, and I probably won't be doing much becides my first day of work. God I already miss school so much, just sitting around with all the girls and watching tv, or heading downstairs with caty to see what is goin on with eban and elliot and attempting to skateboard, how all 8 girls would have dinner, how when you watch tv you can hear the comments of other people watching the same thing from their room, running people over on my bike on the rape trail, getting my drink on and doing nothing and everything at once, looking so hot in my caf work clothes, meeting millions of people, falling asleep in my early classes and ISS, wow I can't wait until next year.
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