Soooooo I cried a little bit last night and some this morning but that's it...I think, I hope. It's almost 6 and I feel pretty good. I've packed up all my posters and disassembled my drums so I'm ready for the move I just have to make sure my brain is ready for it too.
Of course, I'm scared but I'm also pretty excited to just get it done and over with. I want everything to go well and quickly.
Hopefully, I won't die and I will be around for at least 50 more years. The upsetting part is I have to think about things like that. This is sooooo not fair for a 19 year old to deal with. I mean, I'll do it cause I'm awesome but I would like it better if I was just in my dorm room studying for the end of first block.
Whatever though. I'm sooooo passed the pity part. I just want to kick some ass and take some names and buy some more wigs lol.
Oh And, my wonderful next door neighbor has had Cancer 3 times. She has kept her faith and survived all of it. I think that is a sign. I feel better after talking to her. Plus, she's just a sweetheart. I at least know that I haven't used up all my strikes with almost dying. I was worried about that before. "Oh well, I survived it once, I don't know if I'm allowed to survived it multiple times." But now I don't really agree with that crazy reasoning lol. I promise, I'm not that insane all the time.
Until next time, BMT Babe is out**
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