A Week Left
This has been one of the best experiences of my life, and in a week, I will be celebrating our last night. What is there really to say?
I have become a different person in the time that I've spent here. I've awesome friends, and have made great changes in my life. I have a new boyfriend for instance that I met on this trip, and now it's become more and more real as the days go by. I don't want to come back home. I like it here, and, although I miss a lot of people and such, I could totally just keep living here. I really enjoy who I have become, and Paris is now a little part of me. For fucks sake, I have the Little Prince on my back now to remind me every day. I don't know what's going to happen now, and how am I just gonna go back to doing that same crap again. Things must change, keep changing.
Andy and I broke up, as you may kind of assume. He and I weren't doing all that well before I came here, and I just couldn't be with him anymore. I needed space to grow and to be able to find myself. Pretty messy and really lame. Balls.
My dad's coming out to visit me tomorrow. I'm kinda nervous, but it will be cool to show him around and shit. Tourist crap I'm sure, but hey, I might as well. He hasn't met Marco yet, and no one has hardly even heard about him. I don't know if my brother even knows. Well, I really like Marco, and he likes me. And we're together.
Oh Paris, you have a place in my heart.
It's been a crazy three months,
Fucking sweet
I have become a different person in the time that I've spent here. I've awesome friends, and have made great changes in my life. I have a new boyfriend for instance that I met on this trip, and now it's become more and more real as the days go by. I don't want to come back home. I like it here, and, although I miss a lot of people and such, I could totally just keep living here. I really enjoy who I have become, and Paris is now a little part of me. For fucks sake, I have the Little Prince on my back now to remind me every day. I don't know what's going to happen now, and how am I just gonna go back to doing that same crap again. Things must change, keep changing.
Andy and I broke up, as you may kind of assume. He and I weren't doing all that well before I came here, and I just couldn't be with him anymore. I needed space to grow and to be able to find myself. Pretty messy and really lame. Balls.
My dad's coming out to visit me tomorrow. I'm kinda nervous, but it will be cool to show him around and shit. Tourist crap I'm sure, but hey, I might as well. He hasn't met Marco yet, and no one has hardly even heard about him. I don't know if my brother even knows. Well, I really like Marco, and he likes me. And we're together.
Oh Paris, you have a place in my heart.
It's been a crazy three months,
Fucking sweet