Day 99-Explorer

Howdy!

       Well I lied yesterday...today's post is also going to be a little incoherent because I'm still completely and utterly pooped! It is not even 10 and I'm about to go to bed. College life? Yikes. I have a few last minute packing stuff/cleaning to do in my apartment and then early Thursday morning I shall make my trek back to Cedar Park. Its crazy how fast time goes by. I'm really thrilled to get back home (and back to my pets) though and get this summer started! I have so much ahead of me and its all really super awesome.

Memory #99

         So since College Station is in the middle of its "move-out frenzy" there are parents EVERYWHERE. Seriously. There are parents everywhere coming to move their child out and back home and it is so super chaotic. Which weirdly reminded me of when my mom picked me up from school. My mom decided to take classes to become a teacher when I was in middle school and it was a real weird adjustment to make. After school my mom would always be late to pick me up from school. Always. I was almost always the last person to get picked up from school. Which would have been ok IF I wasn't the most paranoid person on the planet. Which I am. So everyday after school I would panic after 20 minutes had gone by. Thinking to myself, "Maybe she forgot?" Which is probably the dumbest thing ever but it happened on the daily. (I told you I'm a paranoid child) It was always the biggest relief when I finally saw my mom's white Ford explorer driving into the parent pick up and my mom's face. 

     Even at the age of 20 I still always double glance when I see a White Ford explorer, I guess because a part of me still wants to be able to glance up and see my mom's face. I'm sorry if I just made that memory depressing, I didn't mean to make that into like a sad pity me moment but I've noticed that I do it like a lot. Its funny how the mind works. 

Good night.

Love Always,

Erin