Lay me down in sheets of linen....
Hello all...long time, no post due to my expedition to the greatest country in the world. It'll be hard to say goodbye but I'm moving there ASAP. I had the time of my fucking life, it was beyond amazing. I could go on forever of every little memory and tidbit but luckily Shannon did that for me in one of her entries. I hope Audrey reads this so she knows that I definitely know about her theft of my St. Joseph's College tie aka a memoir of my dear David :) Everyone seems so much nicer over there. I'm way over American boys. It's gorgeous in Australia and in New Zealand as well. Just a nice change of scenery, both landscape and people. Plus, the accents are irresistible. I miss my Tim Tams and Milo (de Full On cult as it is said to be). I'm sure nobody has a clue of what I speak of. The only problem is I have a major problem with accepting the fact that I may never see a lot of the people I met ever again...except my new south florida buddies. I met some old acquaintances last night. Reuniting is always fun. Fireworks over the beach just give me this tingly feeling inside. And I came to realize just how many people really are in this one certain position. It's surprising actually and never ceases to baffle me. This is vague and both comforting and disturbing at the same time. I'm seeing The Notebook tonight and considering I get extremely emotional in movies, I'll most likely be bawling tonight and sobbing/sulking for the next 3 days and then in pensive mode for a week so I hope somebody can distract me. I saw Almost Famous last night for the first time as I was attempting to unpack. I loved it. Russell reminded me of my dad's look about 20 years ago almost exactly which was amusing. Well I have to get back to unpacking and then packing up to move, Abacoa that is. It'll be ok I guess, I've gotten used to the idea at this point. I hope to see you all soon now that I'm back...I love the music in Almost Famous...I've been singing constantly-------Hold me closer tiny dancerrrrrr