Burhenn. Out.
I’m sitting in Panera drinking some pulpy OJ and waiting for my parents to get their shit together. They’re late. I woke up early so this wouldn’t happen. And now I’m sitting by myself in a place I’ve only been to about five times in my four-year history at KU. Figures.
Well, I’m leaving. I wish I could say I had the moment yesterday when I looked around at what I was leaving and realized how great it was. I guess I was luckier because I had about 100 of those moments. Here are a few:
1. Malcolm hugging me (while reeking of alcohol) like I was his last child to leave the nest.
2. Watching Malcolm and my dad lift a mammoth bookcase into my U-Haul. (Keep in mind that my dad is 6-foot-2 and Malcolm was drunk and short.)
3. Groaning with Steve after we ate waaaaay too much food at Milton’s.
4. Making Steve slap himself while he tried to nap off the extra food.
5. My parents pretty much moving me out of my apartment entirely on their own while Steve and I drove to Kansas City to get the truck.
6. Drinking wine and eating chicken alfredo at Mad Greek.
7. A dumb chick trying to tell me how to get to Ninth Street from the gas station at Ninth and Iowa streets.
8. My dad making a fool of himself in front of virtual strangers.
9. Hugs, kisses, holding hands, and more hugs from great people who want great things for me.
I realize those aren’t all very exciting or funny, but they make me laugh sitting here. I guess the best thing I realized yesterday was that as my favorite movie points out “Love actually is…all around.” I know that’s corny, but if I can love people as much as I love so many people in Lawrence, in Topeka, in Kansas City, etc., something great probably awaits me (all of us) wherever else I (we) go. And that’s reassuring.
So yes, I am sappy. (I know it because my head is throbbing from all the crying I did last night.) But I do love so many of you, and I will miss you terribly.
I’m off to Joplin now.
In the same style as the great Ryan Seacrest:
Burhenn. Out.
Well, I’m leaving. I wish I could say I had the moment yesterday when I looked around at what I was leaving and realized how great it was. I guess I was luckier because I had about 100 of those moments. Here are a few:
1. Malcolm hugging me (while reeking of alcohol) like I was his last child to leave the nest.
2. Watching Malcolm and my dad lift a mammoth bookcase into my U-Haul. (Keep in mind that my dad is 6-foot-2 and Malcolm was drunk and short.)
3. Groaning with Steve after we ate waaaaay too much food at Milton’s.
4. Making Steve slap himself while he tried to nap off the extra food.
5. My parents pretty much moving me out of my apartment entirely on their own while Steve and I drove to Kansas City to get the truck.
6. Drinking wine and eating chicken alfredo at Mad Greek.
7. A dumb chick trying to tell me how to get to Ninth Street from the gas station at Ninth and Iowa streets.
8. My dad making a fool of himself in front of virtual strangers.
9. Hugs, kisses, holding hands, and more hugs from great people who want great things for me.
I realize those aren’t all very exciting or funny, but they make me laugh sitting here. I guess the best thing I realized yesterday was that as my favorite movie points out “Love actually is…all around.” I know that’s corny, but if I can love people as much as I love so many people in Lawrence, in Topeka, in Kansas City, etc., something great probably awaits me (all of us) wherever else I (we) go. And that’s reassuring.
So yes, I am sappy. (I know it because my head is throbbing from all the crying I did last night.) But I do love so many of you, and I will miss you terribly.
I’m off to Joplin now.
In the same style as the great Ryan Seacrest:
Burhenn. Out.
posted by The University Daily Kansan at 8:09 AM
1 Comments:
Hey Burhenn, remember the first time we met? I had that gnarley bloody eye because I puked so hard from drinking so much Jager a few nights before? Great first introduction ... "Hi, I'm Amanda and I'm an alcoholic ..." — do I really need to sign this?
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