But really...

It's the second Friday, the 13th of 2012 and there's going to be another one in a few months again!!! How crazy is that?! I don't know why it's so astounding to me but it is... especially the simple way that everything seems to always go wrong for people on this random day... My friend Eddie just dislocated his knee!!! It's opening night of The Rocky Horror Show!!!! Why do these two things correlate?! He's IN The Rocky Horror Show!!!! Happy Friday, the 13th, buddy. I hope you feel better!!!! :( <3 They should at least pull-up a chair so that you can watch it (the sold out show) from the side. Sit with meeeee!!!!!

What have I done today.............

1. Went to work
2. Ate shit at work -- Draw Something is so much more fun on an iPad!!!!!!
3. Filled out an evaluation form for my CGS class -- Anonymously, RIPPED MY TEACHER A NEW ASS HOLE.
4. Left work.
5. Ate shit on Landis for an hour or so.
6. Went to Checkers... 
7. Ate shit from Checkers... I need to stop that.
8. Came home.
9. Ate shit at home.
10. Came upstairs. 
11. Peed.
12. Sat down on my bed.
13. Made yet another correction to my FAFSA.
14. Ate shit on the computer. 

And in a few hours, I'll get ready to go see The Rocky Horror Show in which I'll dress up as a skank and eat shit with a whole bunch of friends. 

Productive day? No. Not at all. 

I seem to only find this blog again when I'm procrastinating the task of doing something else. Today, it's Intro to Theatre. NEVER EVER EVER take that class EVER. It's a shit ton of busy work that is absolutely 100% NOT necessary. Understand? Good.

My countdown to leaving Tallahassee for good is at... 20 days. HOLY SHIT! I ONLY HAVE 20 DAYS LEFT? Do you realize how many goodbyes need to be said? How many hello's have yet to be said? How much work I still have to do? How little packing I have done?! (And by "have done", I mean "have yet to start"). I literally JUST counted that. Things just got a lot more real, didn't they...?

Well, yeah, so twenty days and counting... I really hope that this is the right decision. I mean, I know in some aspects it is, but in others it isn't. I have such a strong tethering to all of the people that I have had the pleasure of meeting in these past two years. I can't even count on my fingers how large of pool of friends I have made, but this isn't the end. One of the perks of going home means I get a car, even if it's my mom's old car, Luke. I'll visit. I have to visit. I have no option. Like I said, there are way too many friendships up here that I CAN'T let slip away. Keeping in touch is going to be hard and all but it's GOING to happen. Just like my dreams. They're GOING to happen. It's one of the main reasons that I'm moving back home. I am determined. I decided that I was not going to let anything stand in my way and Tallahassee... it's proving to be a pretty big "something-in-my-way" if you know what I'm saying... Maybe? I don't know. Like I said, I just really hope that this doesn't turn out to be a MASSIVE mistake.

I know I say it a lot, but I'm going to try and keep up with this thing. I bought this really pretty journal and kept up with that for like three days though so don't be surprised if I do the same thing I guess. I just have SO MUCH to say and can't find any means of getting it all out of my head and onto the screen/paper as fast as it's coming out. I should just hire a scribe... Is that what scribes do? What's Millie's job? Wasn't she like a secretary? No, if that were the case then why did he have like 34238949273 of them. Whatever, either way, you get what I'm saying. Yeah, I'm just gonna go now... Bye.