16 days.
My trip back home is coming at a rapid pace and currently I have mixed emotions about the whole thing. I am overjoyed and so excited, yet completely and utterly nervous, scared even, to the point I almost break down in tears at the whole idea.
What I'm excited for consists of things like:
Cafe Rio, my mouth waters just thinking of you.
Mary Barney, my best friend.
All my friends really.
My mother and father.
Siblings too.
SUN, ohh how I'm not looking forward to humid summers.
Long boarding.
Yogurt land.
Midnight Betos runs with Kenna and Emily.
St George.
Cliff jumping.
Seeing Bossy.
Having Lynette's famous Salsa Chicken.
Cuddling with puppies.
Having my big brother Josh lecture me on who I like (I actually enjoy it, nice to know he cares.)
Singing Make it Nasty and Call me maybe in the car.
Long talks with my friends.
Going to the Orem mall.
And most of all, taking pictures. Lots of them.
Things I'm nervous about:
Everything being different.
&& seeing him.
That's it.
I know it sounds all pathetic, childish even. But 4 months is a long time for things to change, and change scares me. And the whole him thing, he agreed to see me and I'm not sure how to take that just yet. I should be happy right? Like he actually wants to see me maybe? But I have a feeling this is going to be the closure I've been needing and its gonna hurt, a lot. But until then, I'll sit and wait, and over think every possible scenario that could happen until the day comes when we are actually face to face. Sixteen days. I can do this.