Sick...gah...
So I feel like crap. Loads and loads and loads of crap. All rolled up into a little bottle of NyQuil and then laid to rest. No sense, let it go. I'm sick, and have had a HORRIBLE no good very bad day. Wah. But I talked to my best friend which always helps, and talked to that guy from two entries ago, and now I feel better. Loads better. But still tired. I am moving back to Vancouver, I don't think that I put that on here yet, this summer, after I get back from France. I'll be making a very long road trip with my best friend, guy that makes me smile and possibly, awkward...both boys at same time....my ex-boyfriend/first love. Wierd. But I'm super excited about it, and will be moving in with my best friend and going to clark to get my AA, then transferring to hopefully UW and getting a communications degree, or something of the such. Ha ha, no sense again. THEN going to seminary to pursue my Pastoral degree. This way takes much longer, but then I don't have to live on a small christian campus, and I'll get to experience life more. When I say that I mean knowing what it's like to be broke surviving on chicken broth made from powder and the never failing misery of not having enough money to buy and sustain a car. But that's a part of life that will be mine. Mine to experience with only myself to blame. Independance. Hurrah, here I come. Somewhat timidly, but then again, who's excited about paying ALL their own bills? I'm sure even Donald Trump would love to have someone else pay his bills, more money for him. The rich stay rich by not spending all their money...now I'm making no sense...passing out...happy days and happy nights everyone!