Hum Hum Hum. There's this place here called Michigan Adventures and Dad got some half-price tickets, so we're going there tomorrow. It's like Six Flags, but condensed into 1/4 the rides and 1/4 the size. And 1/8 the quality, supposedly. My sister keeps talking about how absolutely everyone who works there swears that all the rides break down at least once per day. "I'm not going, I want to go be with my friends, it's unsafe, all my friends have said..." blah blah blah. She puts too much trust in her friends' words, in my opinion. I, on the other hand, am excited. I love the thrill of roller coasters. And cotton candy.
I leave in 4 days. Eeek! I don't feel prepared. I've packed 2 suitcases (which Aurora had to sit on to get closed) but one contains my bedding and jeans and the other contains shirts. Yeah. And each can be 40lbs, and I'm pretty sure they each weigh more than 40lbs. I haven't even packed bathroom stuff or cooking stuff or school stuff! But clothes are important, especially if I have any hopes at all of attracting even a semi-cute guy.
Thinking about going to college makes me stressed, scared, and sad. So I haven't been thinking about it, so it hasn't fully hit me that I'm going to college. I'm sure, though, that when I get on that plane, and I'm alone, I'll cry myself to dehydration. Poor me.
Chloe
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Oh Chloe, that makes me so sad thinking of you on a plane all by yourself shedding tears as you pull away. Just know that the home-sick feeling won't last too long. Once you get there dive right in and keep busy. I'll be thinking of you.
Chloe, good luck with everything. We will keep you in our prayers. You are going to have so much fun!!
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