i haven't written in a long fucking time
so heres my life.
on july 27th i got on a plane and flew out of kona and into "the real world". i spent about two weeks having the time of my life in hollywood and on a cruise down to mexico. i guess you could say it was a good way to transition. and i arrived in seattle washington on august 5th with no real reason for being here other than the fact that my brothers were here and i was intent on not following my "comfort zone" AKA JD, brandon, dorothy, amanda, jordan, katie, joey, blaire etc. cause i didn't want to go anywhere just because my friends would be there, it would be too easy. so i set up here in seattle and stayed at my brothers' ( ryan and andy's) houses for a month (two weeks at each place) then greta and i found a place in the u-district and moved in on sept. 5. all the while i've been working at victorias secret (shoot me) and pf changs (sooo good). it started to get cold and the leaves have turned and almost all fallen off, theres hardly any more sun like there was in the summer. it starts to get depressing. i'm starting to wonder more than i did before "what the fuck am i doing here?" while all the people i've grown up with are off and going to college and doing shit and figuring out their lives i'm sitting here writing this. staying at home, i have the flu and i've already fucked up too much shit that's important to me to want to leave my house anyways. i should've known this was a bad idea.
on july 27th i got on a plane and flew out of kona and into "the real world". i spent about two weeks having the time of my life in hollywood and on a cruise down to mexico. i guess you could say it was a good way to transition. and i arrived in seattle washington on august 5th with no real reason for being here other than the fact that my brothers were here and i was intent on not following my "comfort zone" AKA JD, brandon, dorothy, amanda, jordan, katie, joey, blaire etc. cause i didn't want to go anywhere just because my friends would be there, it would be too easy. so i set up here in seattle and stayed at my brothers' ( ryan and andy's) houses for a month (two weeks at each place) then greta and i found a place in the u-district and moved in on sept. 5. all the while i've been working at victorias secret (shoot me) and pf changs (sooo good). it started to get cold and the leaves have turned and almost all fallen off, theres hardly any more sun like there was in the summer. it starts to get depressing. i'm starting to wonder more than i did before "what the fuck am i doing here?" while all the people i've grown up with are off and going to college and doing shit and figuring out their lives i'm sitting here writing this. staying at home, i have the flu and i've already fucked up too much shit that's important to me to want to leave my house anyways. i should've known this was a bad idea.