4 days until I leave the only city I've ever called home. 4 days until I leave everyone that I've ever loved. 4 days until I'm all alone in another country, another continent, with a whole entire ocean in between me and everything I've ever known. Thinking about it makes me want to projectile vomit all over the place.
I'm almost prepared. Packed most of my clothes today, still need to pack all of my shoes and boots, and figure out which winter coat will be best suited for over there. I'm not bringing much else, except for some photos, my sketchbook and pencils, books, my macbook, and my brand new Nikon. It's beautiful. Tomorrow is my going away dinner with my family at Boston Pizza. It's pretty sad that all I look forward to is getting smashed, hopefully for free! And of course seeing everyone. Thursday night I'm having dinner at Aaron's with his parents so they can see me before I take off, and then it's on to Le Skratch for one last dollar beer night!
As terrified as I am, I'm really looking forward to beginning a new chapter in my life. I hope to learn and grow, become a new person really. I hope old habits die fast, or I won't be able to survive. The plan is to be a nun for 6 months. No alcohol, no drugs, no sex. We'll see how long this lasts.
For some reason, I feel extremely distant from everyone. I feel like I'm pushing everyone away and it's really not the right time for this. Maybe I'm subconsciously preparing myself for this huge move, I really don't know, but it kind of sucks. Oh well. Moving on.
I'm in love with a fictional character and I'm afraid that I will never find anyone like him in life, and be miserable for the rest of eternity. Edward Cullen, you have my heart<3
(Go read Twilight, I read it in 7 hours with only one cigarette break. Impressive)
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