Yeah. It's from that Green Day song. The one that comes on the radio every time my life changes in some way. It was my 8th grade graduation song. It was on the radio on the way to high school graduation and on the way to U of I for the first year. It was the song that was playing when my radio alarm clock went off on graduation day from U of I. It was on the radio on the way to the airport when I left for Ringling, and on my way home from my last load out with them. And again just this week, it came on the radio as Jason and I were on our way out to celebrate (this time not too early) our new apartment.
I know it sounds cheesy, but eh. Everything has been wonderful, so I would take it as a bad sign if the song didn't pop up.
A little more than 11 days to go. So far plans include a Cubs game, a tattoo, a backyard BBQ, and possibly a roller rink. Oh, and a lot of packing. I hate packing. Especially when it's to move in mid August. You'd think I would have learned by now, but oh well, at least our place comes with A/C.
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