That time Steph and I went to the moon and it SUCKED.
She’s spending 9+ hours in a car tomorrow to come get me from school and we’ve only seen each other for about ten days total since December. I CAN’T WAIT.
I always look through photo albums on my last night home. This was my second birthday party (note the Beauty and the Beast decorations!) and I turn twenty in three days. So weird.
Happy to be home even though I’m sick as a dog. Mom’s making me crepes for breakfast and then we’re having a movie day. And right now I’m just trying to gauge when I should take my nyquil so that I don’t fall asleep during The Walking Dead.