The Move Out (75/90)

Today was the big move out. Louis, Matt, JP, James, and Sam were finally moving out of the dorms. I think they were the last out of my friends to do so. Lou, JP, and James decided to leave all of their stuff at my house (White Mesa) since they are staying over for the summer. 

Okay, ::narration mode::

I wake up. Cold. *Shivers* Look up. Oh. The window is open. The wind is blowing. Hard. Damnit. Why is the weather like this? I remember the day before was real nice. I even wore a shirt and shorts. Now, I'm wearing a coat and jeans. And I'm still shivering. After about an hour of struggling to keep myself warm in my friends couch, I give up and get the courage to get up and start moving. 

First things first, I guess. I walk out into the hallway to find myself being needed to lead JP's parents back to my house because they don't know where I live and obviously JP wants to move some stuff there. His parents are nice. I kind of felt awkward being with them in the car without JP, though. Since our ages were so different, we only maintain a short formal conversation before arriving at my home in Muncie (also known as White Mesa). Geez. I had no idea that JP was going all out and busting his bunk bed. I guess he really wants to reserve his space at my house. 

I wait. JP's parents leave. I go to my room in attempts to clean the room so that another roommate may move in later. When I come out I see that a newcomer has made his way to my house from New Lenox, Illinois. This person is Ricky. Ricky will also be staying at White Mesa during the summer, but he may or may not decide to attend school seeing as at the moment, he only seeks freedom from his parent's house in New Lenox. I hang out with him for a while before taking him out to lunch in the Student Center as an excuse to see Samantha Simmons for the last time before heading our separate ways for Summer vacation. She was the last of the girls I said bye to so I thought it was worth the trouble of having Lou's dad wait a little longer before taking me, Lou, and Ricky to New Lenox. 

And now, here I am. In New Lenox, Illinois. My opinion of New Lenox is that of a small suburb town almost uninfluenced by the busy, modern city that is Chicago. Since everyone else is asleep at the moment, I may as well hit the hay too. I've got another long day tomorrow.