i took all of my art down. all of my pictures and posters are carefully packed up into a box and a portfolio, all ready to be stored for the next two months at my dad's house. my walls are bare for the first time since i moved in, and it is beginning to hit me that, in two weeks, this will not be my room. and this will no longer be my home. and i will be moving on to somewhere new entirely. i have so many different emotions right now, i don't even know what to think or say or feel.
i am sad to say goodbye to this amazing family:
all i know is i can't stop the future, so i had better get on board with it.
if packing up my art was this hard, i don't even want to think about packing up my shoes. oh man.
on a side note, we went and saw bayside and the polar bear club at ace of spades in sacramento last weekend. AMAZING. PBC was having mic issues, but they played well. they played "our ballads", which is my favorite song of theirs, and which has only been slightly ruined by certain boys. bayside KILLED it. it has been so long since i have been slammed in a crowd covered in stranger sweat. i felt like i was fifteen again, and it was kind of magical.
oh, how we have not even started yet.
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