I know we are the lucky ones
I don't know what to tell you all about what's been going lately. Outwardly, it would seem as though not much has, but believe it or not, I'm in a flurry of activity. Where to begin...
I haven't had a full day at home in a long, long time. I'm trying to make every second I have here meaningful by being with my friends all the damn time. The closer it gets to time to go, the more... well, frightened I get, mostly of leaving them. I remember at the beginning of high school I wasn't close to anyone, hated life here, couldn't wait to blow this popsicle stand in favor of the next big adventure. And now I've found these people, who I'd be more willing to call my family than anyone who shares my DNA, and as excited as I am about going to live at the only college I've ever seriously considered, I don't want to leave these folks behind. Don't get me wrong; this is, of course, what the internet is for, and why I bought a webcam a week ago. There's no question that we'll keep in touch, but it's not quite the same as, say, being able to drive 10 minutes to hang out with them and gripe about the mondo paper I have to write.
Or even driving an hour. The people in Riverbank have become just as close as anyone who lives here in my little podunk town. Come to think of it, I've got friends scattered all over this state... and I'm gonna feel sad being two states over from every one of them.
And don't even get me started on how I feel about being that far apart from Gino. I can't even put into words the way he makes me feel... It's unlike anything else. I've never experienced anything remotely like it before. And now I have to move far, far away from the source of my happiness... well, you can imagine how scared I am. I know he and I can and will get through this, but it'll hurt like hell in the meantime. And... well, I don't care. This is worth all the pain in the world and more.
So there you have it. I may be going to New Mexico, but there's a great deal of me that's staying here. Just... I hope everybody realizes that you aren't getting rid of me once I'm beyond CA's borders :)
I haven't started on my homework at all. I've read, like, three pages of the Iliad. And I'm not even gonna mention the Ancient Greek. Maybe I'll take some of it up to Yosemite with me next week.
Oh, have I not touched on that yet? I'm going up with Gino and his family to what I consider the most beatiful place on earth for a week. I'll get to write, draw, and be with the person I love most of all for five whole days. Consider it a last hurrah before I have to get to the really hard stuff. Ees = excited? You betcha.
I haven't had a full day at home in a long, long time. I'm trying to make every second I have here meaningful by being with my friends all the damn time. The closer it gets to time to go, the more... well, frightened I get, mostly of leaving them. I remember at the beginning of high school I wasn't close to anyone, hated life here, couldn't wait to blow this popsicle stand in favor of the next big adventure. And now I've found these people, who I'd be more willing to call my family than anyone who shares my DNA, and as excited as I am about going to live at the only college I've ever seriously considered, I don't want to leave these folks behind. Don't get me wrong; this is, of course, what the internet is for, and why I bought a webcam a week ago. There's no question that we'll keep in touch, but it's not quite the same as, say, being able to drive 10 minutes to hang out with them and gripe about the mondo paper I have to write.
Or even driving an hour. The people in Riverbank have become just as close as anyone who lives here in my little podunk town. Come to think of it, I've got friends scattered all over this state... and I'm gonna feel sad being two states over from every one of them.
And don't even get me started on how I feel about being that far apart from Gino. I can't even put into words the way he makes me feel... It's unlike anything else. I've never experienced anything remotely like it before. And now I have to move far, far away from the source of my happiness... well, you can imagine how scared I am. I know he and I can and will get through this, but it'll hurt like hell in the meantime. And... well, I don't care. This is worth all the pain in the world and more.
So there you have it. I may be going to New Mexico, but there's a great deal of me that's staying here. Just... I hope everybody realizes that you aren't getting rid of me once I'm beyond CA's borders :)
I haven't started on my homework at all. I've read, like, three pages of the Iliad. And I'm not even gonna mention the Ancient Greek. Maybe I'll take some of it up to Yosemite with me next week.
Oh, have I not touched on that yet? I'm going up with Gino and his family to what I consider the most beatiful place on earth for a week. I'll get to write, draw, and be with the person I love most of all for five whole days. Consider it a last hurrah before I have to get to the really hard stuff. Ees = excited? You betcha.