Change;

I'm moving next sunday, to my new home in Turquesta Court. Near Independence High School. *sigh. I'm really going to miss the 5-6 years I spent in this house. All the memories, good and bad. I'm going to miss being so close to James Lick, the library, Henry's and Vanessa's house. I'm going to miss a lot of things.

I tried to convince myself, this is a new beginning. Things will be different next year, but perhaps they will be beneficially better. I just never fully realized how soon this huge change would be. What makes me mad is that, when Sheri moves closer to me, I move farhter away from her in a matter of weeks. When me and Henry want more time together, I move farther away from him. When I wanted this year to be the year that'd I spend 84549387594385793 fun times with the group, I move away a distance too far to walk.

I'm just a little bitter. I will begin my packing this Sunday, moving out Next Sunday. Will I even have enough time to go Christmas shopping at this rate? Be able to spend time with Henry like I planned? Or will my ass of a father condemn me to stay and throw away objects I find valuable?