it’s over. done.

i managed to get an extra 3 hours with nate – he missed his flight. i got there way before they did, and the line for USAir was super insanely long. so when he got there, he tried to do curbside check in. we waited in the 0 degree air, and they wouldn’t let him check in there. so we went into the inside line, he tried to do e-check in but he was too late to do that. so 7:20 came and went and we were still at the end of the line. even if we had made it to the front, the security check line was out to both walls of the airport.

so he was put on standby for the 11:30 flight but it’s 5 people overbooked so it’s unlikely he’ll get that flight either. he’s got a definite seat on the 3:15 flight – but that means he’ll be 4 hours late for peace corps check in stuff. not much that can be done though.

waited around in the restaurant with him and his parents for a while. his mom left to go to work, then his dad left and it was just the two of us. i stayed with him until he decided to go through security and go to the gate. i hate that you can’t go to the gate with people anymore – i would have stayed there all day until he got onto the plane…anyway. he said he had to go because it was getting way too hard for him to stay there with me. i was good with the crying until both his parents left. but even then, i was good. way better than i expected. not so good anymore though. everything is really final now. fucking africa…it’s hard to wrap my mind around that. he’s going to africa for 2 years. it’s sinking in that in 2 years i’ll be doing all kinds of stuff, and he won’t be here to share it with me, or for me to tell him about it – even in a friend capacity. that is what is making it hard for me now.

i don’t know what else to say. i do want to thank everyone who has expressed their concern for me, or offered their help/support/whatever. i appreciate it.

i got out of the house for a while after my aunt called and i cried more. i took my b&w film to get developed, and went to the grocery store for my mom. came back home, she got home later. cried more. scanned the above pictures, and got adrienne to go pick up my film with me. except it wasn’t finished – they’re retards. it’ll be done tomorrow by 5. we stopped at party city to buy xmas cards and came back here and sat around. i managed not to cry while she was here. wanted to a few times, but was able to avoid it. watched the osbournes, wanted to cry. took adr home after osbournes, and here i am.