Back From The Dead

So it's been a month and a half since I wrote in this. Andrew didn't get that job. The company waffled a bunch and the decided "they wanted to keep looking." I don't know what their deal was. If they are going to be like that, I'm honestly glad they didn't offer Andrew the Job. Plus this way he got to stay with me.
I'm done with school. Assuming I passed my classes, I'm done with Corvallis. I'm done with Corvallis even if I didn't pass my classes. I'm done. The last few weeks were so hard. I'm done. done. done.
All the other students are done too. It's like the the the town has started breathing again. The pinched expressions and choked back tears have been washed away leaving relief.  People are moving out of town, going home. They are happy. I feel like a person who has just recovered from a fever. I have the giddy  freedom feeling. I hardly know what to do with it.

Now I can do all those things that I have been telling myself I will do when school is over. Now what were they? I have a moment of blank. Then they all come flooding in overwhelming me.

1.I will start writing again. I will either write in this blog of write in my story five out of every seven days.

2. I will get in shape. I want to walk five miles a day or do something equivalent maybe I should make that five days a week.

3. Apply to jobs. Yuck.

4. Pack the house.

5. Do the laundry.

6. Go backpacking

7. Sell some things on craigslist.

8. Go see a movie

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