Goodbye to you...

Hey guys. It's kind of our one year anniversary today... well it will be in an hour or so. I realize that most you guy will be reading this when you get back from CTY or maybe far away in the future when you realize you still have this blog in your favorites.
I've been really hectic packing like crazy. Unfortunately, procrastination seems to be a hobby of mine. As I opened my suitcases and such to fill with clothes, I couldn't help but feel deja vu and little bit of a smile as I remembered M.E.'s last post about her mucho luggago. She did have alot... and I remember feeling worried about having underpacked. Because of M.E.'s pictures that livened up the dull room, I slipped some pictures of my own into my stuff this year. I also learned not to bring a specific shirt that I brought to CTY which I thought was flattering but apparantly really isn't. (Yellow halter, anyone still remember that ugly thing?) I also learned from last year that my mom was right and that it was better I brought all my older clothes. I don't remember who exactly helped me with Laundry 101 but I appreciate their help. Unfortunately, I still have no idea where to put the soap. My suitcase is different. My clothes are different. Hell, I am different. But I still have that nervous anticipation of the weeks to come. It's going to be fun, crazy, but it's not going to be CTY. We gained alot or maybe lost alot from CTY and I'm ALWAYS going to think back with a smile. Maybe I won't think back to it as many times as I do after this summer. I kind of hope that I don't. I hope that this summer will be as great or even better and give me something a little... fresher to laugh about. I still giggle from Hye's laugh or Geena's stories (or pictures.) But you know those times when you can't remember if Amita was obsessed with celery or asparagus? Maybe after your new experience with CTY you'll mix up a new friend with me sometimes. But I'll be okay with it. Because we reached A YEAR guys. A WHOLE FRICKING YEAR. Through bad tests and perhaps bad breakups or friend issues.
So when I replace that yellow halter with a new top, I consider it not abandonment but like, adjustment through trial and error. Do you have any idea what I'm talking about? I kind of don't. I'm rambeling and kind of paniking with the realization that I'm only halfway through packing and it's 11 and I'm leaving tomorrow. Not for CTY Siena. But for JSA. I hope people write how CTY was, and I'll tell you guys how JSA was. But we'll see.
Do you guys realize how much effort I'm putting into this to make it all symbolic and crap? That yellow halter? I tried to make it fit into like what I was trying to say but let me get it off my chest. It's ugly. And I'm going to cut it up and burn it. And I'm questioning why you let me wear it. And I'm also wondering why I wore that swim suit one day to go play in the rain when it was freezing. I'll be thinking of you guys tonight, as sketchy as that sounds. Do you wanna know something random? I'm going to put a stapler into my suitcase now. I'm think I may need it. Maybe I'll tell you if I needed it or not when I get back.
I kind of feel like I'm talking to myself. Well, I guess I kind of am. Damn, this post started out all like wise and stuff and now it's like BLAH THIS IS HOW ANGIE GETS WHEN SHE PACKS. I'm sorry you guys are reading this. I hope you don't post with WOW THAT WAS SO YOU. Because then I would kind of be insulted with the fact that you think I'm ditzy. Maybe I am ditzy. Oh geez, I LOVE YOU GUYS. You made last summer like... almost diary worthy. I should have started a diary. Ew, but I don't do that stuff. It would turn out like this POST. ARGHH!

So this may be goodbye...
...for now...
Angie <3