fiesta night--friday
hey there...fiesta night is at my place on friday...it'll be awesome!
so, i've been drinkning since i got done with my last class. i love it. going to the bin tonight, you should come
i have a lot of growing up to do...i've been talking to some people lately, and they have made me realize that i can be a better person. i'm not what i want to be. time for a change. ugh.
i'm going home for the summer. i think it will be a good opportunity for my mom and i to get closer. after rachel died, she started saying things like, "i don't even know who you are". it kind of scared me. also, i will be able to get closer to chris. it sucks being away while he grows up. every time i come home, he is like 5 inches taller then me. my brothers and i all grew up together, but chris was so much younger and missed out on a lot.
anyways, london did not work out for the summer, the pay would have been nothing. my parents would not let me going to dubai...even though it was free for the summer and i would have been working with terminally ill children (something about me being in the middle east scared my parents, even though mark will eventually be there.) they want me to experience the world, yet i have restrictions and limits on what i can do. such a double standard. oh well, i'm hitting up france, spain and italy for a month. that will rock. kenya in the fall. i can't wait!
i need to start looking into grad programs. yeah, i need a life...and a job sooner or later.
okay, time for the bar. later! ciao!
so, i've been drinkning since i got done with my last class. i love it. going to the bin tonight, you should come
i have a lot of growing up to do...i've been talking to some people lately, and they have made me realize that i can be a better person. i'm not what i want to be. time for a change. ugh.
i'm going home for the summer. i think it will be a good opportunity for my mom and i to get closer. after rachel died, she started saying things like, "i don't even know who you are". it kind of scared me. also, i will be able to get closer to chris. it sucks being away while he grows up. every time i come home, he is like 5 inches taller then me. my brothers and i all grew up together, but chris was so much younger and missed out on a lot.
anyways, london did not work out for the summer, the pay would have been nothing. my parents would not let me going to dubai...even though it was free for the summer and i would have been working with terminally ill children (something about me being in the middle east scared my parents, even though mark will eventually be there.) they want me to experience the world, yet i have restrictions and limits on what i can do. such a double standard. oh well, i'm hitting up france, spain and italy for a month. that will rock. kenya in the fall. i can't wait!
i need to start looking into grad programs. yeah, i need a life...and a job sooner or later.
okay, time for the bar. later! ciao!