Before flight....

1 year, 4 months, 20 days, 18 hours, 2 minutes and 33 seconds ago it was the day that I left for school the first time. I know, because I have a counter on my HP laptop.

I'm trying to convince myself that the trip won't be as long as the last one. Three days. No, I'll get in Baltimore around 4pm. Not tomorrow, but later today. I still haven't packed yet. haha. But what's an all night vigil for, anyway?

I had planned on sleeping, too. Thought about it, and it was a good idea. But here I am, staying up late, until mom and dad reawaken to take me to PDX. I think I do these to help with the transition process. I'm a fan of rituals and tradition, and this is my own little ritual I have. Stay up all night, get started with the solitude. Some nice reflection before I embark on my life-switch.

Man, Mewy Bear is freaking huge. When I left, she was a tiny little kitten that I had been box training and I had to wake up all hours of the night to play with or let out or whatever. Now she's a freaking grey lion. And a princess. I wish I had more time to get to know her now.

Oh, I'm so glad Sio and Benitez are picking me up. Of course, I'd rather have Doug, of course. I can't wait to see him. :) But I miss Sio and Benitez dearly, too, and I'm eternally grateful that they're able to drive out to get me. It's rather exciting, and comforting to know that two people I love, members of my Mount family, are meeting me. And then get to school, unpack, give Doug a nice hello, and say hi to Sarah for a while before she leaves tomorrow for london. Then go back and spend more time with Doug. It's only good things that await me, in the forseeable future. Maybe this semester will be good. Could this be a good sign? or maybe just a recompense for the crap in this past one? Or good things for now, then I'll be hit with a whammy later? As you can tell, I'm a bit pessimistic. I'm worn from trying to see the bright side, but now I'm tired from bitching about how stupid this is, so I'm on my way back to choosing to be positive. It's not humanity's fault that I got three days screwed out of my vacation. And who am I to question God? No one, that's who. So my only option, really, is to work towards making things good for myself and those around me.

My god, I just want to cry. uck. Get the stress and emotion out. Not wanting to leave, feeling cheated out of time with my family, finally getting back to having a really good relationship with my siblings, wishing I could be with Doug sooner than possible, missing my beloved Mounties, aggravated that I didn't end up seeing everyone I wanted here, apprehension at this semester, working up a healthier lifestyle consisting of actual excersize (because I've decided to be vain and I want to alter a few of my curves) and lunches full of rabbit food, this list goes on and on and on and on and on....

But for now, i can't think about that. We'll just choose to remember that Sio and Benitez will be meeting me, in less than a day. That I'll get to see Doug soon after, make up for lost time. See Sarah one last time before she leaves. Be back on my Mount. It's a happy thought. Purely happy thought, really. I can't believe it's so good, really. It's not often that I get to look forward to something that'll make me this happy, and know that it's coming in a matter of hours. Nope, that's my problem. I can't believe it just yet.

But oh man, it'll be so sweet when I do.

Now, to packing. Good bye, my dears. Hello soon, my beloveds.