This is what happened.
Thursday night I came to Maine and hung out at Elisabeth's.
Then Friday night Brian came home and I went over there around 7. We watched the last part of some Stone Cold thing and then we watched Avatar. And then around 8:45 we went to Wells beach which was absolutely perfect and beautiful. The beaches in Massachusetts aren't anything like that. Reason #12093849 to stay in Maine. We took our shoes off and hid them in the rocks, then walked the beach. Then we went in the water, and waited for the waves to hit us. And talked. And then a huge wave came and neither of us noticed and we got quite soaked. And I took pictures. Obviously. And then we talked and drove back to his house and watched Knocked Up, which he was very right about, cause I freaking loved it. And then we talked more and fell asleep by accident and then I woke up at like 4 and I was like FUCK. So then I went back to Elisabeth's and slept and woke up at 8 to go to work but I felt kinda shitty so I didn't go...and then at like 11:30 I went back to Brian's and watched Fantasia and some other stuff and did some errands and came back and played with Elliott and then I said goodbye and went back to Elisabeth's and now I'm writing this.
I hate that Brian goes to school so far away.
And Nick and Kelly.
I wish there was an art school near there.
I was in a sad mood so I straightened my hair.
I'm so sad.
At the same time, I know everything will work out.
Maybe I'm too optimistic.
I guess I'm just taking a chance and trusting this.
I want it to be summer.
I want to go back in time and learn the lessons I've learned so that this all could have happened differently.
That is what I want.
Then Friday night Brian came home and I went over there around 7. We watched the last part of some Stone Cold thing and then we watched Avatar. And then around 8:45 we went to Wells beach which was absolutely perfect and beautiful. The beaches in Massachusetts aren't anything like that. Reason #12093849 to stay in Maine. We took our shoes off and hid them in the rocks, then walked the beach. Then we went in the water, and waited for the waves to hit us. And talked. And then a huge wave came and neither of us noticed and we got quite soaked. And I took pictures. Obviously. And then we talked and drove back to his house and watched Knocked Up, which he was very right about, cause I freaking loved it. And then we talked more and fell asleep by accident and then I woke up at like 4 and I was like FUCK. So then I went back to Elisabeth's and slept and woke up at 8 to go to work but I felt kinda shitty so I didn't go...and then at like 11:30 I went back to Brian's and watched Fantasia and some other stuff and did some errands and came back and played with Elliott and then I said goodbye and went back to Elisabeth's and now I'm writing this.
I hate that Brian goes to school so far away.
And Nick and Kelly.
I wish there was an art school near there.
I was in a sad mood so I straightened my hair.
I'm so sad.
At the same time, I know everything will work out.
Maybe I'm too optimistic.
I guess I'm just taking a chance and trusting this.
I want it to be summer.
I want to go back in time and learn the lessons I've learned so that this all could have happened differently.
That is what I want.