well well well

[vivathepirates]

so, the party last night went well.
It was hard to keep talking about when i was leaving and have all my friends there
I really understood who I was going to miss.
Mike, as he was leaving gave me a hug and said "we'll hang out before you leave" and I just started tearing.
Max said " stop crying, you'll make me cry, it's like watching a sad puppy"

I hate packing, I'm dreading it.
I hate that I can't take everything with me, that i have to ration my space in a bag and feel it wont suffice
i hate that I think so negatively about this whole process.
I hate that I feel alone, that I'll be so far from everyone.

I can't wait to come home, and I havent even left yet.