I leave.
Eight days, I believe. Que emocionada, sabes? Today was our Despedida (goodbye-party). It was very emotional, and weird that we are all heading separate ways. We made some interesting cakes, and tye-dyed as much clothing as we could. It was very happy, yet sad. We were given gifts of special Nalgene bottles and sidewalk chalk. I hope I have a sidewalk in my community. We also got children's stories in Spanish, like "Eres Mi Mama?" (are you my mother?) and "Clifford va a la tienda" (Clifford goes to the store). Other than that it was a short meeting, three hours only, at the Reinelt household, aka the biggest house in the world. I was happy Derek wasn't there, it has been kind of weird ever since the one night he and Anna were touching each other drunkenly on Cory's couch while me and Cory made French Bread. Oy-vey.
I am taking my final on Vietnam tomorrow, along with my Chapter 12 test on radicals and shit in Math. And then I will be free to study for my finals and get it over with before I leave. Graduation should be tearful. It is hard enough going to stores and stuff, like whenever I go to Thriftway I have been bombarded with hugs and kisses and goodbyes.
Oh well. Hopefully I will post more before I go. But when I come back, well, I don't know. I feel like everything will be different. I know I will be, and my friends will be too. Sarah will be at Western, living in her apartment with Nick and humping like rabbits. Denisha will probably be the same, and will most likely have experimented with some type of drug over the summer that Megan wouldn't have approved of. Megan will still be sketchy when I get back, and will not like me because of my non-existant cocaine habits. Mica and Megan will be best friends, and knowing the randomness of that, you may as well throw Caitlin Willing in that duo and call it a fiesta. When I get back Connor and I will talk and talk and talk and compare our Latin American victories. I think I will buy a bike, I sure as hell will need one for Evergreen.
My trip to Scotland is all planned out, I have many couches to surf on, and the money is all ready. But if I do Amigos again next summer, the trip to Scotland will have to wait until September, but that is OK, because I will be in Stockholm in time for Oktoberfest.
OK, this was a long entry. But I guess it was just a rant, and a hopeless wish that everyone still loves me when I get back, and I still love everyone. I love you all, well, most of you, and wish you the greatest summer of your lives.
<3 Kelly
PS) it's a mistery to me, we have a greed, with which we have agreed
You think you have to want, more than you need,
until you have it all you won't be free
society, you're a crazy breed
I hope you're not lonely without me
Best friends forever <3.
and screw the ones that get in the way.
Move Along.
I am taking my final on Vietnam tomorrow, along with my Chapter 12 test on radicals and shit in Math. And then I will be free to study for my finals and get it over with before I leave. Graduation should be tearful. It is hard enough going to stores and stuff, like whenever I go to Thriftway I have been bombarded with hugs and kisses and goodbyes.
Oh well. Hopefully I will post more before I go. But when I come back, well, I don't know. I feel like everything will be different. I know I will be, and my friends will be too. Sarah will be at Western, living in her apartment with Nick and humping like rabbits. Denisha will probably be the same, and will most likely have experimented with some type of drug over the summer that Megan wouldn't have approved of. Megan will still be sketchy when I get back, and will not like me because of my non-existant cocaine habits. Mica and Megan will be best friends, and knowing the randomness of that, you may as well throw Caitlin Willing in that duo and call it a fiesta. When I get back Connor and I will talk and talk and talk and compare our Latin American victories. I think I will buy a bike, I sure as hell will need one for Evergreen.
My trip to Scotland is all planned out, I have many couches to surf on, and the money is all ready. But if I do Amigos again next summer, the trip to Scotland will have to wait until September, but that is OK, because I will be in Stockholm in time for Oktoberfest.
OK, this was a long entry. But I guess it was just a rant, and a hopeless wish that everyone still loves me when I get back, and I still love everyone. I love you all, well, most of you, and wish you the greatest summer of your lives.
<3 Kelly
PS) it's a mistery to me, we have a greed, with which we have agreed
You think you have to want, more than you need,
until you have it all you won't be free
society, you're a crazy breed
I hope you're not lonely without me
Best friends forever <3.
and screw the ones that get in the way.
Move Along.