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I have been having quite possibly the weirdest dreams ever this week. Everyone I have ever known has entered my dreams in the wildest situations. I believe that my return home tomorrow has something to do with this. I imagine I will be seeing a lot of people, some I want to see, others I don't.
I am so socially awkward that the thought of running into people I kind of once knew for a little while freaks me out. Not knowing if I should say hi, should ask about their finals, what they are up to- I would rather just sit inside and eat cookies.
Then again, there are soo many people I would love to reconnect with.
The biggest highlight of the next nine days is that I will be turning 21. Finally. I am always wishing I am older than I am, mostly because everyone around me is older, but now I actually do feel old, too old. 21, 25 is just around the corner and then what, 30?! Shit I better start doing the things I want to do before my arthritis starts acting up. Even though I am starting to think 21 is old, 20 is just too young. I want to institute a new age, the in between age. I wish to be 21 minus a half. That way I can legally drink without poking at the wrinkles on my face.
lol, I am ridiculous.
Well, anyway, I plan to spend my birthday in Madison going to all the bars that would never take my fake and I have heard wonderful things about. Ideally everyone I love would come with me and we would all have a great time. Honestly, I don't have high expectations. I am just hoping that Katie will be my conrad for the night and everyone else can follow us if they want.
As for New Year's ... well. I was hoping to force my hung-over butt onto a packed bus back to Chicago and celebrate with the crew down here, but, with insane cover charges and a select few being out of town, I don't think that is going to happen. If I have as great of a birthday as I am hoping then I don't even know if I will make out it again for New Year's. Me and a bottle of Andre in bed is just fine.
Oh right Christmas. Well, I am driving to Wisconsin tomorrow and then the whole family is driving back to Chicago to see the relatives. (Hi Kev!) Should be a good time. I have seen any of my extended family in, well, I don't even know how long. Plus, I hear Aunt Pat remodeled the front room. Fancy.
At some point I need to see Liza before she flies to the Keys and out of my life forever. I would like to get in some quality time with Katie since that hasn't happened in months, which I consider wrong. At the same time, Justin wants to spend a bunch of time together... Can I please just stop the clock for like two days and see EVERYONE?!
Ok, I am done. I want to go home. I hate Chicago drivers.
ps. I didn't proof this so don't judge me. You are smart enough to fill in the holes.
I am so socially awkward that the thought of running into people I kind of once knew for a little while freaks me out. Not knowing if I should say hi, should ask about their finals, what they are up to- I would rather just sit inside and eat cookies.
Then again, there are soo many people I would love to reconnect with.
The biggest highlight of the next nine days is that I will be turning 21. Finally. I am always wishing I am older than I am, mostly because everyone around me is older, but now I actually do feel old, too old. 21, 25 is just around the corner and then what, 30?! Shit I better start doing the things I want to do before my arthritis starts acting up. Even though I am starting to think 21 is old, 20 is just too young. I want to institute a new age, the in between age. I wish to be 21 minus a half. That way I can legally drink without poking at the wrinkles on my face.
lol, I am ridiculous.
Well, anyway, I plan to spend my birthday in Madison going to all the bars that would never take my fake and I have heard wonderful things about. Ideally everyone I love would come with me and we would all have a great time. Honestly, I don't have high expectations. I am just hoping that Katie will be my conrad for the night and everyone else can follow us if they want.
As for New Year's ... well. I was hoping to force my hung-over butt onto a packed bus back to Chicago and celebrate with the crew down here, but, with insane cover charges and a select few being out of town, I don't think that is going to happen. If I have as great of a birthday as I am hoping then I don't even know if I will make out it again for New Year's. Me and a bottle of Andre in bed is just fine.
Oh right Christmas. Well, I am driving to Wisconsin tomorrow and then the whole family is driving back to Chicago to see the relatives. (Hi Kev!) Should be a good time. I have seen any of my extended family in, well, I don't even know how long. Plus, I hear Aunt Pat remodeled the front room. Fancy.
At some point I need to see Liza before she flies to the Keys and out of my life forever. I would like to get in some quality time with Katie since that hasn't happened in months, which I consider wrong. At the same time, Justin wants to spend a bunch of time together... Can I please just stop the clock for like two days and see EVERYONE?!
Ok, I am done. I want to go home. I hate Chicago drivers.
ps. I didn't proof this so don't judge me. You are smart enough to fill in the holes.