there are times when i just need to pinch myself to make sure i'm not dreaming.
i couldnt have found better friends at a better time, even if it is right as we are all leaving. miles is merely a word, the trips will be worth it.
last weekend was gnarly braaah, sparks or not. getting grounded was worth out (not anymore), so is loosing your voice from a night full of screaming, & shedding of los pantalones. i think i even learned how to dance.
i can hardly contain myself, charlotte soon! i get to see old friends & new ones.
18th BIRFDAY is in ....... 42 days. whose counting? septum / charlotte / 80's club. hahahaha. i know i will prob get stuck with buying all of my little bitchass friends cigs - ohwell.