Getting back to the grindstone

Tomorrow is my last day at home. I hate that day, I have this eeky feeling from the moment I wake up and it totally sucks. I walk around the house thinking, this will be the last time I do this or that and I have always thought that way. I don’t mind going back to school and I will be fine when I get there, getting there is key. Once I get back to school and go to class I will be fine. But saying good bye to everyone is the killer. Tonight I said good bye to a great friend who I will text and talk to as often as I do to my parents, but I had to say good bye and we are both terrible at good byes. Still it is hard and sucks, but it is part of life and I have to grow up and stop complaining about the fact.

Mom and I are going to the movies in the morning and then I will have to pack up and get my room back in order. Walk Buddy and spend some bonding time with the brown couch. I will also sleep in for as long as I can and soak up the feeling of my own bed that I will miss so much. So now before I kill my keyboard with tears, I shall go and probably the next time I blog will be from school.

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