Life Should Taste As Good As OCG.*
I will be leaving here in just under three day’s time. This last weekend was spent packing as much as I could, as quickly as I could. Just after I posted on Friday, the movers called me to see if they could come over and move my things that afternoon. After catching my breath, and telling them that I had been told I had until Sunday, they informed me that they were running ahead of schedule. No shit? Luckily, I was able to get everything together and out by Saturday afternoon.
I was going to take my camera and capture photos from around town this last weekend of things that I would miss… but as much as I am going to miss my view, the ocean and the weather, I am mostly going to miss people. I am going to miss nights like last night when Le was having boy problems, so I just went over to hang out with her and stay the night.
I am going to miss Sunday Funday’s with Beach Chic. I am going to miss still-drunken-from-the-night-before brunches with Lalo. I am going to miss drinking wine and champagne in the evening and talking with my roommate about life and getting her perspective. I am going to miss Topless on the Terrace weekends of fun with the girls. I am going to miss Dirty Sanchez, and how fun she is, and how real she is. I am going to miss Wednesday Night dinners with Lalo and Mama D.** I am going to miss Mama D, who I will pray for daily and hope that I will be able to see again in this lifetime.
I, however, will not miss the loser guys who insist on playing the numbers game while hitting on you (“I just bought a house for $1.5M, just got a new car for $blahblahblah…”). The idea that someone would have something… anything… of substance that would attract me… dare to dream. I also won’t miss the girls that have been looking for the “numbers” guys to pay their rent and start paying for the life that they all feel as though they are entitled to… after all they live in SoCal…
Overall, I have met amazing people here… I will miss them greatly… but I guess it’s time to move onto newer, bigger and better things. You only live once, after all.
* Sloganize your name.
** There might be a problem that many of my favorite moments involve copious amounts of alcohol… maybe it definitely is time to head home.
I was going to take my camera and capture photos from around town this last weekend of things that I would miss… but as much as I am going to miss my view, the ocean and the weather, I am mostly going to miss people. I am going to miss nights like last night when Le was having boy problems, so I just went over to hang out with her and stay the night.I am going to miss Sunday Funday’s with Beach Chic. I am going to miss still-drunken-from-the-night-before brunches with Lalo. I am going to miss drinking wine and champagne in the evening and talking with my roommate about life and getting her perspective. I am going to miss Topless on the Terrace weekends of fun with the girls. I am going to miss Dirty Sanchez, and how fun she is, and how real she is. I am going to miss Wednesday Night dinners with Lalo and Mama D.** I am going to miss Mama D, who I will pray for daily and hope that I will be able to see again in this lifetime.
I, however, will not miss the loser guys who insist on playing the numbers game while hitting on you (“I just bought a house for $1.5M, just got a new car for $blahblahblah…”). The idea that someone would have something… anything… of substance that would attract me… dare to dream. I also won’t miss the girls that have been looking for the “numbers” guys to pay their rent and start paying for the life that they all feel as though they are entitled to… after all they live in SoCal…Overall, I have met amazing people here… I will miss them greatly… but I guess it’s time to move onto newer, bigger and better things. You only live once, after all.
* Sloganize your name.
** There might be a problem that many of my favorite moments involve copious amounts of alcohol… maybe it definitely is time to head home.
posted by hannahhas @ Tuesday, April 25, 2006
5 Comments:
At 4/25/2006 11:41:00 AM,
20-Questions said…
Awww....I hate leaving home. Even for better things, and the closer you get to leaving the more you want to stay. It's always a good and bad thing, but just think of how much fun you'll have when you visit.
Good to hear you got all your packing done, that's one thing I hate about moving. Stupid boxes..
;)
At 4/25/2006 01:19:00 PM,
Sizzle said…
head home before you have to head to AA. jk! ;) i am in a similar boat so i sympathize.
At 4/25/2006 09:21:00 PM,
Lizzie said…
It's hard leaving places where you have good friends and good memories, but I'm so excited for you too! Keep us posted.
p.s. "Lizzie - It Does a Body Good"
At 4/25/2006 10:35:00 PM,
Nihilistic said…
I'm betting you will be so glad you made this move!!
At 4/26/2006 01:34:00 AM,
N said…
That view is utterly fantastic!
I've never moved house (well, not that I remember) but I'm off to Aussieland for a year-long stay in a couple of months, so I'll be following your adventures with interest. :) Best of luck!
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