Why are all your little kids staring at me? ….do they not know what a laptop is? There are at least four or five other people in this waiting room with laptops. Go stare at them, munchkins.
My last week in Bristol. Forever. (Well, forever as in “HEY I DON’T LIVE HERE ANYMORE WOOO…. oh shit my family lives here I have to come visit boooo…”)
And I’m not booing at the fact that it’s family. I’m booing at the fact that it’s Bristol.
Anyway, I thought it would never come.
then everyone in the morning is awake…and then there’s me
Why is it that I looked older in middle school than I do now? What the fuck, old Myspace picture? I’M IN COLLEGE, DAMNIT.
It’s moved into the single digits now. Oh lordy.
This translates to one week and six days.
The fact that it’s past the two week benchmark is just daunting/exciting to me.
I’m going to watch all the episodes of Scrubs again to make me feel better about all these important life-changing things happening very soon.
That means it’s fifteen minutes from exactly two weeks when I move to Richmond and out of Bristol permanently.
I’m a strange mix of ecstatic/nervous/scared/excited/happy/sad.