Days like this remind me how painful it is to leave

Dare I say it was a good day. Usually mondays leave me praying for friday already. However, I just enjoy this weather. It feels like summer approaches, and it feels so near too. You know what that means, don't you? Less time with the mink! Also, leaving. I'm not sure if I'll be doing that. Might just stay here with my family, but honestly, I don't know if I'd mind much. That's a cop-out though. This is my comfort zone, and by staying, I'd just be putting off the inevitable. I would stay here to feel like a kid and avoid growing up for real. Of course, I'd be resentful as well.... But leaving means growing up, I guess. And for that, I just gotta go. We all do. Wow...its been so weird. I've been waiting to feel this way since I started high school, and here it is...and I don't want to go.

Powderpuff practice was alright. Did some real playing, I guess. Or what I consider real playing, anyway. Which means running, even if its a light jog. That's how out of shape I am. I'm sitting here and I'm so friggin hot and shit. I'm about to take a shower, but I had to stop by to blog first. This is the first time I'm actually nervous to play. Usually I'm pumped and I hit back if I'm hit, but I don't know what's up. Now I'm just hopin' I don't get killed. Maybe its a sign. Hope not.

So much to do, so little time. So little time....