I am leaving in just over ten hours. I will not be able to talk to anyone for a week. I will miss everyone. Leave a happy and uplifting message on my cell phone(?). I may or may not keep livejournaling.

I'm not ready.

In 48 hours, I will be gone.  No one will be able to be in touch with me for about six days after that.  Then I will be a college student.

If anyone wants to see me or say bye or anything, please call me!

Something strange has happened.  I am locked into ( Read more... )

I'm back.

Frenchboro was amazing this year.  All the time I go up are amazing.  It is a different world.

How is it that the best part of going away always seems to come at the very end?

Sleeping is much easier when your best friend is on the next bed over.  I guess I never really got over sleepovers.

Being at home feels like someone droped a ( Read more... )

Out of the past 30 (thirty) hours, I have spent 17 (seventeen) at J. P. Licks.
I have spent 9 (nine) sleeping.
I have spent 1 (one) in transit.
I have spent 1(one) showering.
17+9+1+1= 28

I am going away on Sunday.  I cannot wait.

Any hint of discipline I may have had has been broken ( Read more... )

Last night was probably the most ( Read more... )

I just got back from a sox game with Darby.  It was strange as I've never actually hung out with Darby, but good.  Even though she ditched me for Been at the end.  But that's ok too.  Good times all around.

I also got back from Maine yesterday.  We had some great stalking ( Read more... )

Shaun calls me The Izzster and thinks I was been a dinosaur in a past life.

"The time has come," the walrus said, "for a list."

Things I want to do this summer:

- Go to Maine.
- See each of my friends at least once between now and when I leave.
- Learn to play a not-ridiculously-easy song on guitar.
- Work two different jobs in one day.
- Get lost somewhere.
- Have a themed Italy reunion party.
- Wear only skirts and/or ( Read more... )