Hurrying from a Hurricane
Last night everyone was scurrying around, trying to pack. My mom woke up at four, and was very angry I was awake, but now with so little time, I'm glad I stayed up to get my things together.
I was going through all my writings and scribbling, which are my dearest possessions, books nearly even, but still a second compared to my writings. Books can be replaced, but my writing would be lost forever as a great deal of it is on paper.
I quickly decided which papers I couldn't leave behind (half of the rest was typed up on the computer, and a quarter were song lyrics I had printed out from the web), and put them in to one of those plastic school folder. I tried to put two or three pages in each plastic sheet thingy. I managed to get most of it in there, which is a relief. I picked which clothes I'll be taking - two soft, goucho's (scrunchy, loose flowing bottoms), one like this in gray, one black, oh, and my brown one.
Last night, I cooked a whole chicken to keep it from going bad. I ended up making smashed potatoes with cheddar cheese, rice, Caesar salad, and homemade rolls. It was so good. I felt like I was at a restaurant, and I cooked! My farewell dinner to Louisiana.. :)
I have to rush off now, because I'm going to work. My parents are going to try and sell as much chicken as they can before everything closes.
If you don't hear from me for a while, you know why. I'll try and get to a computer. Please pray!