Run-Away-to-Monterey

i leave on thursday, i have discovered something about myself. i tend not to like it when strangers come into my house and reorganize my things for the sole purpose to taking them away the next day. i don't even know what to do anymore... 2,931 mile between this house and the next. it takes 44 HOURS of continues driving to get there. i want to leave, but im scared. its like the first day of school, (will people like me? will they like what i like? what if i dont fit in? i wanna go home. people suck. something about torching the school. etc) im freaking Run-away-to-Monterey, and now i forget what i'm running from. Eh. I'll fit right in, after

having wanted to move for two years now, Im suddenly struck with all of the reasons i shouldn't leave. maybe its the fact that my room is now empty save a bed and a toilet (dont ask). maybe i just found new reasons to stay. well in any case, i will try my hardest to come back in the fall. because i guess after two years im still not ready to say goodbye.

wouldn't have bothered, but my friends were all "Maria, we love you and were lost without you please come back to us! you are our god!!11!!" No they weren't. they just wanted me back a little bit. so heeeey! un let see whats new in the life of pi... (good movie, highly reccomend.) well i've officially got a week left of school before I have no more legal obligations to attend any class whatsoever. (this does not include my parents. who are insistent upon college.) i got like, 40 gumballs out of the machine at roy rodgers. no clue what im gonna do with those... well thats all folks... -one important detail IS NOT A SINGLE PERSON. I IS A