The Realization of Prune

I didn't know that Jake had feelings.  After reading his latest blog post (http://www.mymiddlenameispatrick.blogspot.com ) I started thinking about the day that I would be moving out.  Now I'm not really big on missing my family that much.  I know that it would be sad and all but it's not like I am never going to see them ever ever again.  So I'm not too concerned about that.   My mother is probably going to text me every day or something like that, and there's this thing called Skype. Ever heard of it?  And we are only four hours apart, so, it's not really that big of a deal yet.  I respect Jake a lot.  I think he is smarter than most of my friends (he is not as incompetent and has somewhat of a motivation,) but picturing him all alone in his house, crying, and cleaning, makes me kind of want to go up there and. . . say hi? 

Anyway, back to me.  I am really excited to be moving out.  The thought of starting everything from scratch excites me the most.  When I get there I am going to feel like everything is being reseted and then a green light is going to go off and say "GO!"

As soon as my parents leave after driving me there all the counts (except for the money) will be reseted.

Friends: 0

Contacts: 0

Job: N/A

School: New

City: New

Good restaurants: N/A

Coffee locations: N/A

Convenience store locations: N/A

Wal-Mart location: N/A

Train schedule: N/A

Directions: N/A

Ability to tell where exactly you are: N/A

Thank gwad most of these can be solved with the internet.

When I move, the only things I will know are: My phone number, the school I go to, and maybe what street my building is at.  I am going to have to memorize routes to places, new address, new numbers, class schedules, names (help!), streets, important places, and a shit load of stuff.  

Most people would be terrified to the thought of all these unknown things.

I on the other hand cannot wait.  

The thought of having such a big challenge, starting everything anew, is all I could ever ask for.

So Jake, if you happen to read this then... I dunno. Something.

-Ricardo