Weekend Getaway

So I went to my Godparents house in West Virginia this past weekend. I really needed that to get me out of the funk I was in. I was in this depressive state for the past week and a half that I didn't even realize until I got back today. My friends that I'm staying with kept saying "you must have gotten laid because you look so happy." But the fact is I didn't, just me being with some of my family and back to some normalcy made me happier. Then again I haven't seen my Godparents in about 2 years.

Anywho...I get to go home on Thursday and I already have a lot of plans to get together with some of my friends. And yes EJ is one of them. He and I have been talking a lot more than we ever did in high school, even when we were dating. He's been telling me the exciting adventures of getting his own place, and living on his own, etc. He invited me to come chill at his place, and I said I would if he taught me how to drive stick. Oh...I almost forgot....I decided to trade in my car for a 6 speed manual Jeep Wrangler. I figured it would be a better car for when it snows. I already talked to my parents and they said they would help me with the search and everything. The only reason I went to them is because my car right now is technically theirs. So I have to get their approval in order to sell the car.

Wow....that's a lot of not needed information, but I'm so excited about the new (not to mention happy) things in my life. Now all I need is for the school year to start so I can be with all my friends again. I miss them SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much it's crazy.

Oh but back to my getaway. So I drove 3 1/2 hours by myself to WV and it was actually fun, except for the fact that I was stuck for about 5 miles in bumper to bumper traffic. Oh and did I mention I was stuck on a bridge for about 20 minutes between two semi trucks?! That's my worst nightmare because all I kept thinking about was the bridge collapsing and me becoming a bug sandwich after falling to my death in the Virginia mountains. Great imagining isn't it? So after conquering traffic and making it to safety my Godparents took me out to eat. There we met up with my Godmother's sister and her husband. We had a great dinner and the waiter kept flirting with me even though I didn't look all that great. But that's not the best part (add sarcasm here). I went back to my Godparents house only to get hit on by a 14 year-old for 3 days straight.....(no sarcasm here) However, my last night with them my Godmother tells me that her sister wants me to come back up and meet her grandson who is my age and he's on football scholarship in some college up there. So it looks like I'll be making another trip up there at some point. ;-)