I think I am obsessed with Slacker Radio New Country Station. I probably listened to it for over 3 hours today, including at this moment. So the last time I wrote I was on a rant about my memorial day car break in. And you know what? The cycle came back around because a really awesome thing happened to me the next weekend, so what does prove? Nothing maybe, but I think its just another example of how I should trust in something bigger than myself. My car getting vandalized was terrible but I learned that I am not in control. I learned how to deal with that kind of thing, which overall just helps in my maturity. Since then, school ended and I went to San Diego for 2 weeks with my mom and sister since my mom had a work conference there then to Ocean City with Lauren for 4th of July. It was cool to finally get to go to California and it was beyond beautiful there. I would live there in a second.
Then I was home for about a week and went to Texas to say bye to Ned, who is deploying to Iraq next week for 9-12 months. Texas was strange but I am happy I got to see that area of the country. There is no grass or trees and it is just flat for miles. SOme parts are pretty but some parts are not. There are run down buildings everywhere...its just weird. And of course lots of Mexicans in El paso where Ned is stationed. It was fun though because I got to talk to a lot of people in the Army and got a different perspective on life (wayyyy different then here) and I made some friends (one even wants me to write to him in Iraq).
So now I am back in St. Mary's and leaving tomorrow for our yearly Rhode Island trip. So I am all over the place and there are some major things happening in my life. Yet at the same time, i feel like I have never been at such a slow place. Its a weird feeling, kind of paradoxical. I feel like right now might be a good time to write some poetry about everything that is happening. But maybe not. Sometimes I think what is the point of writing down all this stuff that is subject to change tomorrow? Like I can tell you how I feel right now but tomorrow I will feel differently thats for sure. So all I can try to do is remember one little thing is not the end of the world, and life will keep on building on top of all the crap thats already there. I just think the future is going to be very complicated, but overall exciting. So I will try to write again soon but after RI, I will be home for the rest of the summer. August 13th is the day my summer is over so I will have 3 weeks from when I get back free. oook goodnight
One chance of meeting, you were walking by me on the street and I said hi
And that was the beginning of my heart spinnin’ like these wheels in my head tonight
