on someones livejournal.
i don't even know how I got onto eljay. I deleted mine about 2 years ago.
But there was this post about how depressing boarding school is in feb/march and how its a completely different place in the spring.
It literally captured all of my feelings about the Abbey.
I hated Portsmouth Abbey. I hated every fucking minute of it, until the Spring.
The Spring changed everything. Literally the Abbey becomes different place. it is the most chimeric feeling, knowing that a place that can bring you into a deep well and never let you out, can produce the most surreal, peaceful feeling.
I miss the bay, and I miss the big field. I miss walking up to Benets by Marys. And the staircase in the back.
I miss going to Potter League. And taking over Aquidneck Island.
And going to Kyle's instead of Potter League.
And having my 69 cent iccees at Cumbies.
I miss Anja, and watching the sunset with her from our bedroom.
I miss hanging out by the fountains near Tuck.
Everything about Portsmouth Abbey in May is perfect. I wish I could conjur back that feeling of contentment.
I am very glad that highschool is over. In a way, I like being not content. And having no idea where my life is going. I just wish sometimes I could lie on the rocks with Libby and Alley and get an amazing tan and listen to Second Hand Seranade.
Is that too much to ask for?
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I can't wait until summer when I can go to the beach and make fun of all of the guidos or asains with katie and hannah. I want that feeling of serenity and sun.
I'm done with a lot of the "gp" drama, but I'm glad that Stepford is still mine.
I wish it wasn't raining. But a good thing about the rain is that it does end eventually.
Ineedtocleanthebarn.Imissmyrainboots.
