it's gonna be a VEGAS summer.

I am currently waiting until 12:10 to take my LAST final of the semester. Happy day. And then it's gonna be a crazy few weeks. I am moving to VEGAS in June. My birth city haha.



Jael and Paul are gracious enough to let me live with them for a few months. As Ron Burgundy once said, "I'm in a glass case of emotionnnn." I'm nervous, excited, anxious, worried, heartbroken, sad, happy, all that shenanigans. But mostly, I can't wait. I've moved a few other times in my life, but most were when I was a kid. The only other big move I've done was with my family during the summer before my junior year of high school. That was pretty hard for me. I had a hard time adjusting and fitting in. We only moved across Tucson, from the Northwest side to the far Southeast side. It was close enough to where I would see my old friends once in a while, but far enough to where it made trips like that very rare. I switched high schools, made new friends. I didn't really keep in touch with many friends from the NW side, the people I grew up with. I see some of those people more now that I live in Central Tucson rather than in Vail, but not many. And I would be lying if I said moving in high school didn't change my personality. Growing up, I was a loudmouth in school. The earliest I can remember was in 4th grade, when I brought a whoopee cushion to school the first day of class. You can imagine where that got me. Then in 5th grade, my teacher and I had more of a friend-friend relationship than a teacher-student. I would make fun of Mrs. Meredith in the sentences I wrote using my weekly spelling words, and she would make retaliations in the comments she wrote on my papers. And then from there on out I was just a smart-a$$, loudmouth, class-clown type. Because I was comfortable. I had a great group of friends, and we usually all happened to be in all the same classes and activities. Mr. Heilmann's class, Mr. Kennerly's class, that weirdo science lady (Hello, Gorgeous!), the freshman soccer team (greatest soccer season of my life, period). I was comfortable around all my friends because we grew up together, we played soccer together for 5 or 6 years, it was just cool. And then I moved. And believe it or not, I became quiet! I wasn't shy, I guess I was just more intimidated than anything. I became softspoken, and I wasn't my normal outgoing self. I didn't speak up in class, none of my teachers knew who I was, not even at the end of the year. Besides my friends and teammates from volleyball, it took me a whole semester during my junior year to finally start making friends and having fun. I guess I was kind of bitter toward the whole situation, but I changed a lot. It took me a good couple years to become "myself" again. Loud, quirky, awkward...

SO. This time I move, I am going to HAVE FUN. This move is by choice, so that makes it a little more exciting for me. I really can't wait. I am excited to make new friends, to have a new environment, and to experience new things! I am keeping the same job but transferring stores, so there will be a hint of familiarity for me. But other than that, it's gonna be a whole new adventure. I don't know what university I'm going to go to, but it's fine. I'll have Jael and Paul to hang out with, and that will be fun. I will miss Tucson and the things and people in Tucson, but it's time for something NEW. HOORAY. Peace out TUCSON. *miss you!*