So I'm taking a trip for two days, and judging by the way I'm whining about this, you'd think they were sending me to boot camp. I have nothing against villages, hey, I go to college in one, but it's just, okay, there's my mum. And my dad. And my uncle. And my aunt. And my dad's mum. And my cousin who is three and very screechy and is cute, but seriously?
I'm going to be grown up about this, indeed I am. I'm going to a temple of great architectural beauty, get my future mapped out, bond with my family (Oh snap), and be happy. I have a book and a notepad in my backpad, a discman in it too (I know, so 90's, but I don't have an iPod), and the Snow Patrol-Pearl Jam discography to keep me going.
So it's going to be okay.
Please let it be okay?
Went back to the Wordpress blog today and it was snowing. Reading my old blogs make me all weird. I watched some show called Jonas on the Disney Channel today, my god, why is everything so colourful these days? All bubble-gum-pastel, ohmy. My mild revulsion towards our inefficient postal system is snowballing again. I'm making no sense. I really don't want to go.
Oh wait. Dinner.
Okay I'm out. Wish me luck, send me texts.
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