the year in review.
january
fell in love with western pa and listened to the husky tenor on repeat for a month straight. took an impromptu in-love kind of trip to niagra falls with kurt.
february
watched gilmore girls over and over and listened to bob dylan in a low-lit room above romeo's.
march
cooked a lot. made many dishes for friends and myself. perfected my ettouffee.
april
added a french major. started making dresses with a borrowed sewing machine.
may
came home for the summer, wearing a lot of sundresses and doing all kinds of summertime things.
june
kyle came home. i remembered why we're best friends.
july
turned twenty. had a kickin birthday party and re-read all of the harry potter books.
august
freaked out about money, only to find out later everything worked out. got an apartment with k-dawg, decorated it with covered bridges and nunchucks.
september
back in the swing of school. i rode my bike a lot and looked like a sweet punk. i started wearing my hair natural, whatever that is, and got a lot more compliments on it.
october
i was suprised when i got my heart broken. after it happened i let myself fall apart for a few minutes and then put on jackson five and danced around my house for an hour. i've felt pretty alright since then.
november
broke a couple hearts and skipped a lot of class. let myself be more me than i have been in a long, long time.
december
boys, dancing, late nights under stars, and short skirts. but it's not over yet.
fell in love with western pa and listened to the husky tenor on repeat for a month straight. took an impromptu in-love kind of trip to niagra falls with kurt.
february
watched gilmore girls over and over and listened to bob dylan in a low-lit room above romeo's.
march
cooked a lot. made many dishes for friends and myself. perfected my ettouffee.
april
added a french major. started making dresses with a borrowed sewing machine.
may
came home for the summer, wearing a lot of sundresses and doing all kinds of summertime things.
june
kyle came home. i remembered why we're best friends.
july
turned twenty. had a kickin birthday party and re-read all of the harry potter books.
august
freaked out about money, only to find out later everything worked out. got an apartment with k-dawg, decorated it with covered bridges and nunchucks.
september
back in the swing of school. i rode my bike a lot and looked like a sweet punk. i started wearing my hair natural, whatever that is, and got a lot more compliments on it.
october
i was suprised when i got my heart broken. after it happened i let myself fall apart for a few minutes and then put on jackson five and danced around my house for an hour. i've felt pretty alright since then.
november
broke a couple hearts and skipped a lot of class. let myself be more me than i have been in a long, long time.
december
boys, dancing, late nights under stars, and short skirts. but it's not over yet.
1 Comments:
i love this about you.
all of this about you.
also, you are going to lurve me forever..I found your Gilmore Girls when I came home. It was packed away in a box of Randon's stuff in the attic. I guess everyone thought Randon needed some lessons on being girly and awesome and vair vair amusant..like my thrown in french.
I prefer it to being correct.
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