and it's when you finally know...you're happy.
paige harwell is back in the states.
stop referring to yourself in third person, no.
alright foreal though.
got in late last night and all the girls tackled me at the aiport.
ilse missed it. no she was there...but at the vending machine.
so i smelled really bad and my hair was greasy.
whatever, no one to impress in the states. no, foreal.
all of us went to atlas for 2 dollar girly drinks.
so after atlas we somehow ventured back to lisa's place to watch rules of attraction.
ended up being six girls passed the fuck out. haha.
me waking up in the middle of the night and mumbling nonsense at avery and shaylin...bitching that i didn't
even get a couch to sleep on and i had been on a plane all day. hahaha. i rule.
being in europe...made me want to jumpstart my life.
i want to travel travel travel. i'm trying to decide where i want to go study abroad.
paris, glasgow, florence...the options are unlimited.
i can't wait...
to sum up my trip with michael would be neverending. it couldn't be summed up. but here goes:
climbing st. arthurs seat, watching the sun set over edinburgh with a picnic and bottle of wine. midnight strolls in the park - "that hole is only two feet deep". holding hands and kissing in the streets. frosties. love. laughing. laughing. and more laughing. playing with hair. back rubs. fish and chips. first kiss. bars in churches. guiness. st patty's day. falling down stairs. guiness car bombs. scottish dancing on the last night. baskets of fries from the golf. gravity is our friend. shopping. playing uncle. ps michael, i won. the doors. train rides. stirling and glasgow. neck it. snot rocketing. dancing. michael spying on people from his window. he's an 80 year old man, i swear. mickel making me laugh so hard my stomach hurt and i had to rest. and then i would get up and laugh all over again. no one else can do that to me. deciding we will travel the world together someday soon. a rainbow and a castle. showers. walking everywhere hand in hand. staring. blue eyes. curly hair. broad shoulders. cute butt. shit man. kendall trying to get a girls attention for five minutes. michael thinking he had a whole glass when he had already drank it - looked at it and exclaimed "oh" in a high pitch voice. nonexistEnt jazz band. al barrio. youth hostel. 80s best of videos. love. love. kisses. kisses. and everything in between.
one of those times. when you know it's the time of your life.
now, i can't wait for summer...!
cheers,
little rabbit.
stop referring to yourself in third person, no.
alright foreal though.
got in late last night and all the girls tackled me at the aiport.
ilse missed it. no she was there...but at the vending machine.
so i smelled really bad and my hair was greasy.
whatever, no one to impress in the states. no, foreal.
all of us went to atlas for 2 dollar girly drinks.
so after atlas we somehow ventured back to lisa's place to watch rules of attraction.
ended up being six girls passed the fuck out. haha.
me waking up in the middle of the night and mumbling nonsense at avery and shaylin...bitching that i didn't
even get a couch to sleep on and i had been on a plane all day. hahaha. i rule.
being in europe...made me want to jumpstart my life.
i want to travel travel travel. i'm trying to decide where i want to go study abroad.
paris, glasgow, florence...the options are unlimited.
i can't wait...
to sum up my trip with michael would be neverending. it couldn't be summed up. but here goes:
climbing st. arthurs seat, watching the sun set over edinburgh with a picnic and bottle of wine. midnight strolls in the park - "that hole is only two feet deep". holding hands and kissing in the streets. frosties. love. laughing. laughing. and more laughing. playing with hair. back rubs. fish and chips. first kiss. bars in churches. guiness. st patty's day. falling down stairs. guiness car bombs. scottish dancing on the last night. baskets of fries from the golf. gravity is our friend. shopping. playing uncle. ps michael, i won. the doors. train rides. stirling and glasgow. neck it. snot rocketing. dancing. michael spying on people from his window. he's an 80 year old man, i swear. mickel making me laugh so hard my stomach hurt and i had to rest. and then i would get up and laugh all over again. no one else can do that to me. deciding we will travel the world together someday soon. a rainbow and a castle. showers. walking everywhere hand in hand. staring. blue eyes. curly hair. broad shoulders. cute butt. shit man. kendall trying to get a girls attention for five minutes. michael thinking he had a whole glass when he had already drank it - looked at it and exclaimed "oh" in a high pitch voice. nonexistEnt jazz band. al barrio. youth hostel. 80s best of videos. love. love. kisses. kisses. and everything in between.
one of those times. when you know it's the time of your life.
now, i can't wait for summer...!
cheers,
little rabbit.