ramble.
I am now, after 7 flights in 7 days, back from florida. good trip. i started to really enjoy the solitude and mass confusion of the airports. and i really enjoyed figuring it all out on my own. each airport was a game of hide-and-go-seek. 'what gate am i at? ok...where the fuck is it?'
i don't really like florida...in fact, i'm not a fan at all. i am not overly a beach person. which i knew already, just re-confirmed. more so of a stream/river/babbling brook sort of person. but i love my great aunt and great uncle. they're two wacked out 70 year-olds. and, i'll be perfectly honest here, i like being reminded of how young i am. i felt all this energy and wanted to run around with my hands in the air while screaming 'wee!'. probably could have gotten away with it too being as everyone thought i was at least 10 years younger than i am anyway. went for a bike ride. any of those who are around me in 'real-life' probably know that this has been a high priority on my list of cravings lately. it was great. i love the bike!
and...holy shit...i surprised myself by buying a pink (pink!) t-shirt! i HATE pink. but i thought it was red in the store. it's a pinkish-red, or a redish-pink. plus, it has a skull on it, so it all evens out. i just may have to begin the acceptance of the colour into my life. have i, just now, hit puberty? am i...dare i say it...becoming a...girl?!?
not too much of one i hope.
oh, and, i've received many opinions from many persons and thought it through, i will not be attending school in the fall. i don't think i was ever really built for it regardless. secretly, i think i was built for a nomadic gypsy style of life. either that or a hermit eccentric-type living deep in the woods who eventually goes insane. the latter is the one that i always pictured when people use to ask what i was going to be when i grew up. there's still time...
what did you secretly picture...? i'm waiting...
i don't really like florida...in fact, i'm not a fan at all. i am not overly a beach person. which i knew already, just re-confirmed. more so of a stream/river/babbling brook sort of person. but i love my great aunt and great uncle. they're two wacked out 70 year-olds. and, i'll be perfectly honest here, i like being reminded of how young i am. i felt all this energy and wanted to run around with my hands in the air while screaming 'wee!'. probably could have gotten away with it too being as everyone thought i was at least 10 years younger than i am anyway. went for a bike ride. any of those who are around me in 'real-life' probably know that this has been a high priority on my list of cravings lately. it was great. i love the bike!
and...holy shit...i surprised myself by buying a pink (pink!) t-shirt! i HATE pink. but i thought it was red in the store. it's a pinkish-red, or a redish-pink. plus, it has a skull on it, so it all evens out. i just may have to begin the acceptance of the colour into my life. have i, just now, hit puberty? am i...dare i say it...becoming a...girl?!?
not too much of one i hope.
oh, and, i've received many opinions from many persons and thought it through, i will not be attending school in the fall. i don't think i was ever really built for it regardless. secretly, i think i was built for a nomadic gypsy style of life. either that or a hermit eccentric-type living deep in the woods who eventually goes insane. the latter is the one that i always pictured when people use to ask what i was going to be when i grew up. there's still time...
what did you secretly picture...? i'm waiting...