I Love Weekends

So my weekend was quite lovely, for I had travelled up to the mountains with my church for a religious retreat just for women, as a getaway for women's well as come together as one on such sacred ground and worship God Almighty. Of course , I with so much crap left behind at home, I couldn't help but worry half my stay ( Did I get that letter from Fafsa yet? How will I make it up to missing that Senior even Friday that everyone had to go to? Is bae out doing foolish crap again? How will I pay off that Orientation fee before the deadline next Friday?), despite my mother's "Hakunah Matata" Memo. It was refreshing, the scenery was gorgeous, and it was so peaceful, I could have stayed there forever.

But alas, at 1 pm this afternoon, was when I rolled off that campus, not sure when I'll return to such a wonderful place, and we drove back home, back to reality, and to everything I wish I could avoid. With less than 3 weeks before I graduate high school, and a week less than that before my childhood is officially over, what's a girl to do???

But hey, that's life for ya.