Goodbye

Yesterday I said to significant goodbyes and then today, a whole pile more. I hate it. I truly do. I hate it because I don't know when I will see them next, or how they will have changed, or how I will have changed. I decided I'm just not a big fan of lots of changes all at once. I am so excited. I am so so so excited to be in a different culture, with a different language, and I get to meet people, and shop and experience Holland. I can go visit people, and people watch, and go running and use a dutch bicycle. Just in my mind right now the cons of going away outway the pros but I am sure that once I get there I will realize that the pros really do outway the cons and that I'm gonna have the time of my life! I think I really just need to walk through security and settle down in my terminal with my carryon in hand and my magazine and my candy's and such and just be.



A lot has happend in the last month;

• First prom which had been anticipated since I was five and then was the time of my life and over in a flash.


• Then two failed attempts at a grad campout and the experiences that came with that.


• Then commencment. My speech, walking across the stage, realizing that I am truly done with High School and my life holds a multitude of unknowns.


• and now.. LEAVING. Its gonna be great. It really will. But I still have to go through the motions of saying goodbye. Otherpeople leaving has never been that hard for me, but being the one to leave is weird because you are definitally directly affected.

All in all though its been a great last month, and my Farewell today/night was a blast. A little red rain combined with fireworks and soccer and of course dont forget those glowsticks. The beach was a blast and God kept the rain away from us all day long. It seemed to run the other way!