Is this equivalent to a blog? I guess so, because I see I can edit the "privacy" settings on this. So, like, if I want to get incredibly personal, which I probably will not, then I can choose who is awesome enough to read this.
Every night, for the past two weeks or so, I've sworn I would go home and write in my little "journal," awwwww, yes, I keep one and have been for years and years- since i was 7 or 8. It's HILARIOUS to look back at what a little mischievous bastard I was back in the day... and how much I HAVEN'T changed.
So, I like to write, and really, this little "note" isn't saying shit except this:
Although life is an endless process of self-growth, I have grown disgustingly crazy in the past year or so. I am excited for what the next year has in store for me.. but it's also scary- I play out different themes in my head, some of which are incredibly exclusive from one another: Nursing school in San Francisco, to pursuing acting/modeling in NYC, to moving to London, to moving back to Buffalo for a year to receive by BSN, save money, see people, see family grow, etc. Even staying in Boston for a year to get more experience at my job is sometimes appealing (but not so much).
Over a month ago, I elbowed a boy in the face at a bar around the corner from my apartment. One of my friends was there who is also originally from Buffalo. He said it was shocking to see the "old Erin from Buffalo" come out, and I couldn't help but wonder what he had meant.
I am missing Danielle's first roller derby tournament :-(
I am missing specific relationships in Buffalo that are difficult to obtain.. since, you know, I live here, and they live there. I also think that everything happens for a reason.
A good thing- no, a great thing: Ron lives in the Bronx now, which is closer to Boston. Also, Ron is coming to see me for Valentine's Day <3 <3 <3
Also, there are people I am excited to get to know better, whether they live here or not. So, if I tagged you, it's cause you're fun and I like you :-) :-) awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww shut up.
Every night, for the past two weeks or so, I've sworn I would go home and write in my little "journal," awwwww, yes, I keep one and have been for years and years- since i was 7 or 8. It's HILARIOUS to look back at what a little mischievous bastard I was back in the day... and how much I HAVEN'T changed.
So, I like to write, and really, this little "note" isn't saying shit except this:
Although life is an endless process of self-growth, I have grown disgustingly crazy in the past year or so. I am excited for what the next year has in store for me.. but it's also scary- I play out different themes in my head, some of which are incredibly exclusive from one another: Nursing school in San Francisco, to pursuing acting/modeling in NYC, to moving to London, to moving back to Buffalo for a year to receive by BSN, save money, see people, see family grow, etc. Even staying in Boston for a year to get more experience at my job is sometimes appealing (but not so much).
Over a month ago, I elbowed a boy in the face at a bar around the corner from my apartment. One of my friends was there who is also originally from Buffalo. He said it was shocking to see the "old Erin from Buffalo" come out, and I couldn't help but wonder what he had meant.
I am missing Danielle's first roller derby tournament :-(
I am missing specific relationships in Buffalo that are difficult to obtain.. since, you know, I live here, and they live there. I also think that everything happens for a reason.
A good thing- no, a great thing: Ron lives in the Bronx now, which is closer to Boston. Also, Ron is coming to see me for Valentine's Day <3 <3 <3
Also, there are people I am excited to get to know better, whether they live here or not. So, if I tagged you, it's cause you're fun and I like you :-) :-) awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww shut up.
LET'S GET DRUNK AND START A FIGHT!
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