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It is June 11th, 2006. Just the beginning of June 11th, most would just say June 10th.
I deleted a long post. Sorry. I don't normally do that. But I didn't like it. That wasn't me. Granted that is a perspective of me that a lot of people see sometimes, but that is not ALL of me.
You can't blame me for a being a little off my guard, a little depressed. I moved 900 miles from my hometown, endured culture shock, and i intended to become emancipated from my parents in just a few months. For the first four months I was friendless, I had only my job, and roommates that I didn't get along with at all. I had a few friends that went in my life quickly and out just as quickly. People move in and out of this city often and it is a painful thing. And then I met somebody who I was instantly intune with. So I became dependent, after all we were (and remain to be) practically inseperable. We didn't break up. But I am beginning to lessen that dependency. And as I move home, knowing that I will be away for two months, that dependency will no longer exist. But you can't blame me for creating it, I had no other means of support in my life.
Things are getting better for me. Or I'm trying to change things so they are. I want to be happy and confident with myself like I was when I moved here. I don't want to fall back into this awful depression I used to have problems with. I WANT TO BE OKAY. So I am working on it. I get exercise everyday. I am eating healthier, I am putting an emphasis on getting out and doing things.
And, today, today was a good day. I've been trying to look at every day more positively and it's working.
Today is a special day in Boston. It's "PRIDE day." As in pride for those people who are gay, lesbian, bisexual or transgendered. I went to the parade today, got soaking wet in the cold rain. Anyways, it was an awesome experience. Didn't stay long, but it was good.
Then I hung out with Andy's roommate around his apartment (he wasn't home) till 11ish. Then out of spontaneity and spite for riding the T with drunk Red Sox fans... Christina let me borrow her bike.
Let me remind you... I've ridden a bike for 2 seconds in the last 10 years.
I biked the 30-min 13 mile ride from downtown Boston out to Somerville/Cambridge.
It was fucking awesome.
Anyways... I feel like I'm done here.
<3, Kelly
I deleted a long post. Sorry. I don't normally do that. But I didn't like it. That wasn't me. Granted that is a perspective of me that a lot of people see sometimes, but that is not ALL of me.
You can't blame me for a being a little off my guard, a little depressed. I moved 900 miles from my hometown, endured culture shock, and i intended to become emancipated from my parents in just a few months. For the first four months I was friendless, I had only my job, and roommates that I didn't get along with at all. I had a few friends that went in my life quickly and out just as quickly. People move in and out of this city often and it is a painful thing. And then I met somebody who I was instantly intune with. So I became dependent, after all we were (and remain to be) practically inseperable. We didn't break up. But I am beginning to lessen that dependency. And as I move home, knowing that I will be away for two months, that dependency will no longer exist. But you can't blame me for creating it, I had no other means of support in my life.
Things are getting better for me. Or I'm trying to change things so they are. I want to be happy and confident with myself like I was when I moved here. I don't want to fall back into this awful depression I used to have problems with. I WANT TO BE OKAY. So I am working on it. I get exercise everyday. I am eating healthier, I am putting an emphasis on getting out and doing things.
And, today, today was a good day. I've been trying to look at every day more positively and it's working.
Today is a special day in Boston. It's "PRIDE day." As in pride for those people who are gay, lesbian, bisexual or transgendered. I went to the parade today, got soaking wet in the cold rain. Anyways, it was an awesome experience. Didn't stay long, but it was good.
Then I hung out with Andy's roommate around his apartment (he wasn't home) till 11ish. Then out of spontaneity and spite for riding the T with drunk Red Sox fans... Christina let me borrow her bike.
Let me remind you... I've ridden a bike for 2 seconds in the last 10 years.
I biked the 30-min 13 mile ride from downtown Boston out to Somerville/Cambridge.
It was fucking awesome.
Anyways... I feel like I'm done here.
<3, Kelly