02 January 1997; 12:00 AM
the 2nd.
the 2nd.
You guys wanna know what happened on new year's eve?
Here's a happy little list:
- i was depressed
- i got dressed up and went dancing and quit being depressed
- I had to kiss a stranger at midnight
- I stayed sober
- I shared a car with an aspiring KKK member
- I said a quiet goodbye to this town
- I broke into a parking garage to get hulon's car out
so. what is up today. I packed all my shit up to prepare for my impending relocation to San Francisco. I'm resolved to this move. I'm ready to go. I'm excited and happy about it... I had a few bouts of fear but I'm totally happy now.
packing is pretty weird. I had to make so many choices. choices fuck me up. I finally figured it all out and just packed and did it though. I guess in the end the truth is that I will be just fine even if I leave some dress behind or something. I mean. gosh.
all week my friends have been calling and telling me good luck, the people at work too. the people that are really important to me are far away anyway, so it's like if I move nothing changes. they're still just far away.
I don't know if my mom will cry at the airport or what. it'll be sad. I'll miss having my parents to cling to and bail me out, but I guess that's what moving away from home is for. Learning how to cling to someone besides your parents?
right now I'd really like a strawberry slushie.
okay web peeps. somebody say something
