May 11th
I had already woke up in a terrible mood because i had gone to sleep the night before very very dissapointed. This week just turned out to be one of the worst rough patches i had gone through with my parents. And im not even the kind of person to hold grudges, i promise im not. But this week i had just felt completely fed up and was straight up ignoring my parents. I decided to leave after an argument i had with my dad that morning. He made it very clear to me "if you want to do whatever you want you need to leave and i want you gone by Monday". Obviously he said those things out of anger and didn't mean it. Buuuuuut i took it literally, on purpose. I basucally wanted them to mark their words. A lot of times we say things we don't mean not realizing how it affects the other person, so be careful with your words. My parents went out and i decided to leave. I didnt even look for a specific ticket at this point, i just found my route to Union Station In washington D.C.. I ran 3 miles took a shower cleaned my room and packed a backpack. One backpack. I only packed a couple shirts, socks, underwear, sandals, vitamins, book, towel and some lotions and shit like that. The rest of my belongings were the clothes i had on. Jeans, raglan hoodie, north face jacket and hightop vans. Before leaving i made myself a banana smoothie. Oh btw i was in the middle of the banana island challenge . I totally recommend this. It really teaches you to appreciate food. I also packed about 15 ripe bananas. I waited at the bus stop in front of my house and soon was on my way.