Last Day in Houston
I still can't believe today was my last day in Houston. Even with everything (or pretty much everything) pack it's still hard to believe I'm headed off to college. At least my mind is off people missing me/me missing people and it's just focused on being a little nervous about the move. I'm not really nervous yet. Just whenever I think about my heart starts to race a tiny bit.
I went to Emma's house today and we hung out and such. Stephanie was going to take us to the zoo, but Emma's two little sisters are kinda sick, so Stephanie's mom didn't want her to be exposed to all the germs. I was kind of looking forward to going to the zoo, but it's all good. We ended up talking about random things, eating grilled cheese sandwiches with tomato soup, playing Scrabble (I beat her by, like, 50 points), playing Guitar Hero, and watching this weird movie called Birth. Man, Birth was so weird. It was about this little boy who claims to be this woman's dead husband reincarnated. Go see it and you'll see how weird it is. The ending was a little open. There was closure to the whole situation, but not really. I don't want to spoil it, so I won't say it. After that we just talked and hung out more until I had to leave. It was a nice way to spend my last day in Houston. People in band were going to Tyrone's house for a poker party. I didn't want to go really. Well, I had plans with Emma before the poker party was planned, so that's my real reason for not going. But, a part of me didn't want to go. Mainly because yesterday Tyrone was all like "We shouldn't've broken up balhblahbah" and I didn't want to tell him what was really on my mind, so I just agreed with him a little. I'll write more about it later. It was interesting.
So, I'm thinking about making my journal friends only starting either on the 16th or the 24th. It'll give me more privacy and all that since I'll be at a bigger school and interacting with more people. Combined with a little paranoia, too.
Tomorrow my flight leaves at around 8 in the morning. Which means we're leaving at 6:30 which means I have to wake up at 5:30. Normally I wouldn't mind waking up early, but I haven't been getting much sleep lately, so this isn't really welcome news. It'll be fun though.
Emma learning that I whooped her ass in Scrabble.
I went to Emma's house today and we hung out and such. Stephanie was going to take us to the zoo, but Emma's two little sisters are kinda sick, so Stephanie's mom didn't want her to be exposed to all the germs. I was kind of looking forward to going to the zoo, but it's all good. We ended up talking about random things, eating grilled cheese sandwiches with tomato soup, playing Scrabble (I beat her by, like, 50 points), playing Guitar Hero, and watching this weird movie called Birth. Man, Birth was so weird. It was about this little boy who claims to be this woman's dead husband reincarnated. Go see it and you'll see how weird it is. The ending was a little open. There was closure to the whole situation, but not really. I don't want to spoil it, so I won't say it. After that we just talked and hung out more until I had to leave. It was a nice way to spend my last day in Houston. People in band were going to Tyrone's house for a poker party. I didn't want to go really. Well, I had plans with Emma before the poker party was planned, so that's my real reason for not going. But, a part of me didn't want to go. Mainly because yesterday Tyrone was all like "We shouldn't've broken up balhblahbah" and I didn't want to tell him what was really on my mind, so I just agreed with him a little. I'll write more about it later. It was interesting.
So, I'm thinking about making my journal friends only starting either on the 16th or the 24th. It'll give me more privacy and all that since I'll be at a bigger school and interacting with more people. Combined with a little paranoia, too.
Tomorrow my flight leaves at around 8 in the morning. Which means we're leaving at 6:30 which means I have to wake up at 5:30. Normally I wouldn't mind waking up early, but I haven't been getting much sleep lately, so this isn't really welcome news. It'll be fun though.
Emma learning that I whooped her ass in Scrabble.