Vicky

I had fun, I had a blast, actually. I’ve laughed more in the last few days than I have in possibly weeks. But, that’s what best friends are for. Especially us, the first 24 hours we’re normal humans. Then, as time extends, us being in the same 100 mile radius, it grows and grows and the weirdness is unstoppable. Our parents are both very much aware of this, which is why I choose to believe neither of our mom’s have tried to call. It’s impossible to understand anything we’re staying when located by one another. So they just choose to leave us be, until we separate ourselves again, and can actually hold some form of conversation.

What was I really running away from? Who knows. Stress? People? Love? College?! Living? Probably all of those plus many more mixed into a melting pot and served right to me for the passed few months.

When I was younger, I use to separate everything. My food, my socks from my panties, the color of clothes in my closet, work friends and school friends, passed friends and current friends, my brothers life and mine. Now however not really by choice they have just all swung into each other and I can’t keep one corner of my room clean let alone my social life. Which is probably the stress and people factor of me need getting away.

But alas, it’s my last night here and it’s raining outside. I think it matches my mood perfectly. I love the rain but at the same time it presents a dull and gloomy mood. I love being here but at the same time it’s a dull and gloomy mood for me knowing that it is about to be over.

So goodnight Athens, thanks for letting me dabble in this town and life for a few days. And thanks Arryn for letting me crash in your bed, making me laugh, and of course all the pinky finger holding.