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Quotes from my trip to Georgia that shall live in infamy:
"Mindy, you are my best friend, my lover, and my fart girl."
-Cara, my 3 year old cousin
"My dessert is in my nose."
-Cara, my 3 year old cousin
"Aunt Linda, you are a terd", "Aunt Linda, you are a nut."
-Cara, speaking of my mom.
I'm still in Georgia, but I think I'm leaving tomorrow...it's still up in the air. I just got back from Houston. It was okay...being that it was Brandon's last time home for a year, it was obviously hard. Not that I wanted to hog him, but it kinda bugs me we never got to have any alone time (sans the day we had to run errands). I got to see Jackie, Allison, and Laura for a little bit which was very cool, although I'm regretful I didn't make it around to see anyone else. God, the trip was so freaking jam packed. We stayed up so late every night just so we could hang out, and every morning we had to wake up early to go do stuff...it makes you realize that hours are too precious to waste being unconscious.
In a slightly strange and unexpected twist of events, I'm going to Alaska next month. I probably won't see much of Brandon while I'm there due to deployment gettingreadyness...but a little is better than nothing. It's really began to set in that I'm not going to see my boyfriend for a year. Then I started thinking about how he's pretty much my best friend I depend the most on....fuck. I need some good hobbies and a job I work way too many hours at next year so that time flies by. And some patience from good friends. And an elaborate story created in my head to make me believe he's traveling Europe or working at a secret magic pony farm and not in a dangerous war zone...
Toooooooooooo much thinking. I get my car super soon. Yay. Pictures to come.
Referring to my mood listed, I think I should get 10 points for actually THINKING "Wow...I feel really lackadaisical."
"Mindy, you are my best friend, my lover, and my fart girl."
-Cara, my 3 year old cousin
"My dessert is in my nose."
-Cara, my 3 year old cousin
"Aunt Linda, you are a terd", "Aunt Linda, you are a nut."
-Cara, speaking of my mom.
I'm still in Georgia, but I think I'm leaving tomorrow...it's still up in the air. I just got back from Houston. It was okay...being that it was Brandon's last time home for a year, it was obviously hard. Not that I wanted to hog him, but it kinda bugs me we never got to have any alone time (sans the day we had to run errands). I got to see Jackie, Allison, and Laura for a little bit which was very cool, although I'm regretful I didn't make it around to see anyone else. God, the trip was so freaking jam packed. We stayed up so late every night just so we could hang out, and every morning we had to wake up early to go do stuff...it makes you realize that hours are too precious to waste being unconscious.
In a slightly strange and unexpected twist of events, I'm going to Alaska next month. I probably won't see much of Brandon while I'm there due to deployment gettingreadyness...but a little is better than nothing. It's really began to set in that I'm not going to see my boyfriend for a year. Then I started thinking about how he's pretty much my best friend I depend the most on....fuck. I need some good hobbies and a job I work way too many hours at next year so that time flies by. And some patience from good friends. And an elaborate story created in my head to make me believe he's traveling Europe or working at a secret magic pony farm and not in a dangerous war zone...
Toooooooooooo much thinking. I get my car super soon. Yay. Pictures to come.
Referring to my mood listed, I think I should get 10 points for actually THINKING "Wow...I feel really lackadaisical."