So I thought shipping boxes to Spain would do it, I was sure a going-away-party would, then I thought maybe doing final shopping two days before I leave would drive it home. Some how it still doesn't quite seem real that in two days time I will be on a plane to Barcelona for a year. Maybe creating a blog (something I never thought I would do) to keep in touch with everyone will help.
Less than two days ago I had about 50 relatives and friends at the house celebrating me leaving...which actually is weird if ya really think about it....and I talked more about leaving than anything else and somehow if felt as though I was describing someone else. A few times when people would say they were jealous of my upcoming trip, I would reply "I'm jealous of myself", which I hadn't thought much of but really illustrates how disconnected I still feel from all of this.
Despite that, the party was a blast. I was really pleased with the number of people who were actually willing to drive down from Austin, but really...its the sailing team, they'll drive anywhere for a party, and I love 'em for it. It was great to get a good group of LP high school friends to make it out as well, it's not often we all get together. Although this did lead to a mini reunion of LP folk hiding out in my room for awhile, but there's really nothing wrong with that.
The party transitioned better than I ever could have imagined. It began with all of my friends beginning the party mingling and conversing well with the overwhelming amount of family that had come which is impressive in itself. And even as the early evening got going and the bar was reaching its full potential everyone, including my grandma, called me over to complement me on what A nice group of friends I have.
After stage one was complete and most of the family were making their way home, we ever so subtly (looking at you Malo) got a flip cup/beer pong game goin which started the college portion of the evening in fine form. Which led to hot tubs, keg stands and some great dock diving pictures courtesy of Nicola. It all slowly came to an end with the entire party in the hot tub to the point that me getting consisted of laying out of the water on top of everyone's legs. Everyone had fun, and best of all, no party casualties to clean up after (way to pace yourself Justin). The next morning was highlighted by an alligator attack from Derek, and one last team breakfast at Whataburger and a final set of goodbyes to the best friends I could ever ask for.
Well the time has come for my most dreaded task....Thank You notes.... I'm not sure why I hate them, I am indeed thankful, which is why I said thank you when I received the gifts. And maybe that's the problem, I've only ever been expected to write them after receiving gifts, especially money for graduation. But that seems shallow, and forced (which it kind of is) to only give a note if someone pays you. And furthermore if it's not only for gifts, then I want some thank you notes for sending out thank you notes....which is a vicious cycle that could destroy the fabric of society. But in any case, I'm gonna write em which means I will no longer be typing on here, so to any who happen to read this I say.....Goodbye
Damn this thing got long.....I work on that for next time
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