It's all coming to an end
My time in Michigan is coming to a close.
I keep trying to write how I’m feeling, but can’t get it out. I write “I’m freaking out,” but am I?
I write: “I’m stressed out,” but am I?
I don’t think I really know what I am – except, I know this: I’m living for the moment for the first time in my life.
I have so much to do that every day has a new obstacle and a new set of emotions. For instance, today I’m working at my mom’s office, but I also have 10 other things to do (call the doctor’s office, send out bills, call the bank, balance my checkbook, close my savings account, etc.)
Just about every day from here on out is like that. For instance tomorrow, I’m working at my mom’s again, but I also have a hair appointment, my last Grey’s Anatomy night with my girls and I’m getting my windshield replaced.
I’m not just working, or packing, but I have so much to do every day that I don’t have time or the room inside of my head to let the emotions sink in surrounding the fact that I’m leaving Michigan FORVER!
I think things will start to set in Friday. Friday night is my going away party. I think it’ll be really hard for me to cope with. My three best friends are coming over before the party starts (it takes place at a local restaurant and then moves to a bar down the street) for a champagne toast and to take some pictures. I just wanted a time in which I could sit down with these three girls and tell them how much they’ve meant to me and cherish one last moment with just them.
After that, we’ll head out to the restaurant and party it up with all of my friends. We only invited the best of the best friends, so I’m hoping it’ll be intimate and unforgettable.
Saturday is graduation – another momentous occasion marking the beginning of the end – and Sunday is Jeff’s (another bff) graduation party.
So, these events ranging from Friday to Sunday, I believe will be the downfall to my emotional state. I can’t wait.
I think right now, however, I’m getting more annoyed than anything about the need to explain my situation to everyone and their brother.
I swear to god, if I am asked one more time and what I’ll be doing at the newspaper, or when I’m leaving, or how I’m getting all my stuff to NY, or if I’m nervous, I’ll throw something across the room!
In all actuality, though, I can’t wait. I’m really excited about moving (right now) and I’m really excited about starting my life. That may all change this weekend (we’ll call it the weekend of doom), but right now, I’m just really excited.
I keep trying to write how I’m feeling, but can’t get it out. I write “I’m freaking out,” but am I?
I write: “I’m stressed out,” but am I?
I don’t think I really know what I am – except, I know this: I’m living for the moment for the first time in my life.
I have so much to do that every day has a new obstacle and a new set of emotions. For instance, today I’m working at my mom’s office, but I also have 10 other things to do (call the doctor’s office, send out bills, call the bank, balance my checkbook, close my savings account, etc.)
Just about every day from here on out is like that. For instance tomorrow, I’m working at my mom’s again, but I also have a hair appointment, my last Grey’s Anatomy night with my girls and I’m getting my windshield replaced.
I’m not just working, or packing, but I have so much to do every day that I don’t have time or the room inside of my head to let the emotions sink in surrounding the fact that I’m leaving Michigan FORVER!
I think things will start to set in Friday. Friday night is my going away party. I think it’ll be really hard for me to cope with. My three best friends are coming over before the party starts (it takes place at a local restaurant and then moves to a bar down the street) for a champagne toast and to take some pictures. I just wanted a time in which I could sit down with these three girls and tell them how much they’ve meant to me and cherish one last moment with just them.
After that, we’ll head out to the restaurant and party it up with all of my friends. We only invited the best of the best friends, so I’m hoping it’ll be intimate and unforgettable.
Saturday is graduation – another momentous occasion marking the beginning of the end – and Sunday is Jeff’s (another bff) graduation party.
So, these events ranging from Friday to Sunday, I believe will be the downfall to my emotional state. I can’t wait.
I think right now, however, I’m getting more annoyed than anything about the need to explain my situation to everyone and their brother.
I swear to god, if I am asked one more time and what I’ll be doing at the newspaper, or when I’m leaving, or how I’m getting all my stuff to NY, or if I’m nervous, I’ll throw something across the room!
In all actuality, though, I can’t wait. I’m really excited about moving (right now) and I’m really excited about starting my life. That may all change this weekend (we’ll call it the weekend of doom), but right now, I’m just really excited.
