Caught myself memorizing words on a page just cause he'd written them there.
I bought a man's sweatshirt last night. I have a bunch of girly ones that show my ass everytime I sit down or bend or move. And this one is longer. lol. It's quite comfy, and it's like stealing clothes from your boyfriend without the pesky boyfriend bit. Yes ladies and gents, I have officially moved into the stage of angry and bitter... woot woot.
Also, I fell on my ass while dancing in my room last night. No joke. I turned around with socks on and BAM down on my hardwood floor ass first.
Best. Injury. Ever.
It beats bruising my hand from running into a wall, which I did do at work 2 weeks ago.
I'm traveling to London in bubble wrap. It's really the only way to ensure survival.
So last night I walked home from Talia's WONDERFUL All Asia show. First show in Boston really and she had a full band with backgrounds. It was quite nice. And I am not bias.
On my way home I was walking over the bridge at the perfect time. The sun was just setting but all the lights were on, and I realized that at the end of this month Boston isn't my home anymore. I'll come back here briefly in August to gather my things and go someplace else probably, but odds are I won't live here anymore. And it hit me how phenomenal the past 4 years have been and how much I've changed from the mousey 18 year old hooked to the hips of Jess and Shannon to be able to go anywhere or do anything. I'm leaving for England in exactly 30 days and I'm so scared but it's exactly the feeling I had before coming to Boston. I'm already so proud of myself for going at all. I realized while walking that some of the biggest decisions I've made in my life have been for the worst reasons, totally the wrong motive, but it's always turned out well for me. *knock on wood* I don't think everyone can say that I don't take take it for granted.
So once again I'm thankful for what I have, and am still trying really hard to be someone better.
Awwwwwwww sappy! : )
Also, I fell on my ass while dancing in my room last night. No joke. I turned around with socks on and BAM down on my hardwood floor ass first.
Best. Injury. Ever.
It beats bruising my hand from running into a wall, which I did do at work 2 weeks ago.
I'm traveling to London in bubble wrap. It's really the only way to ensure survival.
So last night I walked home from Talia's WONDERFUL All Asia show. First show in Boston really and she had a full band with backgrounds. It was quite nice. And I am not bias.
On my way home I was walking over the bridge at the perfect time. The sun was just setting but all the lights were on, and I realized that at the end of this month Boston isn't my home anymore. I'll come back here briefly in August to gather my things and go someplace else probably, but odds are I won't live here anymore. And it hit me how phenomenal the past 4 years have been and how much I've changed from the mousey 18 year old hooked to the hips of Jess and Shannon to be able to go anywhere or do anything. I'm leaving for England in exactly 30 days and I'm so scared but it's exactly the feeling I had before coming to Boston. I'm already so proud of myself for going at all. I realized while walking that some of the biggest decisions I've made in my life have been for the worst reasons, totally the wrong motive, but it's always turned out well for me. *knock on wood* I don't think everyone can say that I don't take take it for granted.
So once again I'm thankful for what I have, and am still trying really hard to be someone better.
Awwwwwwww sappy! : )