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"even if we knew which way to head..but still we probably wouldn't go" Probably the truest thing ever. I think i'm the type of person who would rather seek some sort of adventure than go in a directed path. Except what happens when the path you choose isn't much of an adventure? bordom, lonlieness, thinking...to much too. I will never learn, ever. I will never stop making these "adventureous" decisions. I am always regretting something. But I guess it takes some expierence to realize something wasn't right for you. I want to be some place happening. With people, music, and, places. It upsets me to think one day I may not be friends with my best friends anymore. It makes me sick to my stomach when they have these sort of realizations. I don't know hoe people do it. How they can just run off and make new bestfriends. That's probably why dyana and I don't ever talk much. I mean you have to put up your guard. Not everyone is trustworthy. Not everyone is worth going the extra mile for.
On a lighter note...I helped my boyfriend move into his new apartment this weekend back home. I'm happy for him. It was bittersweet. I feel like were both at two differnt points in our lives right now. But I can't let go. He's grown into something really great. and part of me is saying "this is only the beginning amy" (in a good way) God if my parents told me to come back home I would in a heartbeat. You don't understand how good it feels to drive around in ft. lauderdale. Living in the boondocks sucks. never do it. you get lost here. and the only thing you'll find is some cows in a grass field.
the 90's was a good time in America. just enough technological advancement but not enough to ruin your life or shadow you from the world. (i say this while typing on my phone) The music was good as well. Peaches? does anyone remember that cd store...Bill Clinton...flannel ...good tv shows on nick..not the garbage they have now. Playing outside. I hardly ever see kids play outside anymore.
On a lighter note...I helped my boyfriend move into his new apartment this weekend back home. I'm happy for him. It was bittersweet. I feel like were both at two differnt points in our lives right now. But I can't let go. He's grown into something really great. and part of me is saying "this is only the beginning amy" (in a good way) God if my parents told me to come back home I would in a heartbeat. You don't understand how good it feels to drive around in ft. lauderdale. Living in the boondocks sucks. never do it. you get lost here. and the only thing you'll find is some cows in a grass field.
the 90's was a good time in America. just enough technological advancement but not enough to ruin your life or shadow you from the world. (i say this while typing on my phone) The music was good as well. Peaches? does anyone remember that cd store...Bill Clinton...flannel ...good tv shows on nick..not the garbage they have now. Playing outside. I hardly ever see kids play outside anymore.