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May 16, 2009 02:08

So my post from a few days ago got deleted right before I posted it. I didn't feel like writing it over so I guess I'll do it now. I like Boston in the summer. When I can wear shorts to parties and it's hot enough that it is totally ok. That I can take shots and see my friends and do what I like when I like it. When I can nap with the fan on and my humidifier going. When I can read books and drink peanut butter shakes and be 21 and party and "watch movies" and make out with people if I feel like it but not when I don't feel like it. I like driving around and listening to the radio, even if it means sitting in traffic on the way home from work. And having people over to sit on the roof and drink beer. And going bowling with Chris and letting him take me to the dining hall for dinner. I'm reading this book that is basically about my life: Love the One You're With. I don't know how it ends and I'm almost afraid to find out because it will be how my story ends, I can just feel it. I spend a lot of days wondering how I will end up, but coming home after fun nights and not caring about anything more than going to sleep.
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