Happy Orientation Week?

Well, it's September.

I honestly can't say I know how I feel about the fact that not only is it September and I'm not in school but the fact that none of my close friends are in the same position as I am. I'm not going to sit here and say woe is me, woe is me. I'm a 20 something with no direction, wah, boohoo. I've done that enough and even I'm sick of the same sob story.

I am however, sad. I'm missing orientation week. That seriously feels weird to me. A handful of the people I love and adore are coordinating the entire thing and another handful are involved in every way possible. It's exciting to hear all about their adventures and the stories and how things are going but at the same time it's depressing. I wish I could be there and help and just enjoy being a part of the entire thing.

Maybe that's what I'm missing, the sense of belonging to something bigger than just me and the 10 foot circle around me.

Who knows.

Side note: Tattoo in 8 days. Oh god. I emailed Anabella the photo of my ink today and I'm craving it now. It's all I've been thinking about lately. It's become an obsession. It's gross. If my ink is in 8 days, it means I'm off to Waterloo in 7. It feels like I was just there, even though it's been about a month. It's just so much less time between visits then there was before. I'm so excited to snuggle with Clue and Euni and Amber. It will be weird going to Waterloo and not seeing Dube though. I don't think I like that too much.

Day 5 tomorrow, then off to Kingston. I've never done this trip before so I'm kind of excited to see the adventures the Bay of Quinte has in store for me.