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Drew, I Don't Think We're In Michigan Anymore

When you've been in the same home all your life, you tend to get attached to it.  Now it looks like that home's going to get left behind.

I wasn't born in Michigan, but I've spent all but the first few months of my life there...attended public school, made a few friends (and attracted more than my fair share of bullies), got used to the area, and made several decades' worth of memories.  Last year, however, my father lost his job.  He had since spent a lot of time on the computer either reading or seeking out job opportunities (which explains my inactivity as far as updating my website goes).  Since he didn't have much success finding a new job here in Michigan, he was forced to consider out-of-state locations.  As of this writing (3-2-07) just about twenty minutes or so prior (at around 11 in the morning), he was accepted for a job smack-dab in the middle of the United States: Kansas.

I'll be perfectly honest with you: I don't want to go...but it looks like my procrastination and paranoia is coming back to haunt me.  I was afraid of losing control of the car, so my total on-road driving amounts to fifteen minutes (give or take a minute); with the school I've been attending, I believed I wouldn't have much time for a I never made any effort to get one.  I could've had a job and been on my own by now, but it's as they say: hindsight is 20/20.  I'm the last child in the family, so I feel obligated to look after my parents.  That hasn't kept me, though, from making certain decisions.

Has anyone reading this ever had trouble saying good-bye to something or someone they've known for the longest time?  That's how I'm feeling right now.  It's never been easy for me, and it never will (just the thought of it depresses me).  If I stayed in Kansas, there would be friends and family members I'd never see again...especially my grandma, who's already at least 95 (hard to tell, since she's doing pretty well as of this writing), and my oldest sister (who never picked on me when I was growing up; that means a lot to me).  I've never made any secret of the fact that I'm a Detroit Tigers and Pistons fan.  And of course, I'm a bit of a Pokémon addict, so I don't savor the thought of leaving one of my best friends behind (he's the only person I've been able to link up with since I first got hooked on the Silver version).

That's why I have a declaration to make.  To anyone I know from Michigan (you know who you are), remember:

When my financial obligations are settled and I'm able to get around on my own, I'm coming back.

Believe it!


Curtis Wildcat