The museum is bad ass.

So, I've realized that I haven't wrote a single thing on New York City besides my ranting about my internal thoughts ( Read more... )

Julia ( Read more... )

So I awoke to a text message saying, "Look out for that big piece of snow behind you. Run!!" I look out my window and its absolutely beautiful. The snow was flurrying down to the ground and everything was covered in white. Then, I got out of bed and my roommate told me there was a package for me on the front table. I opened it, and it was a ( Read more... )

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I have I feeling that I am in a mental rut and it is probably one I am going to be in for a while. Given the nature of my current situation, the nature of my actions, and the repercussions from them, I know that I am transitioning not only from being moderately dependent to independent (once again), but also from a girl to a woman. Ever since I ( Read more... )

After spending the day in self-reflection with a box of tissues and nyquil I can't help but let my mind wander. Of course, the question that always seems to sit on the back burner popped into my mind. What is love? And, have I ever been in love ( Read more... )

After feeling the caffeine and the nostalgia, I decided to read my journal from the beginning.
Kind of funny how I see reoccurring trends.
Once again,
I am back at the beginning.

I am an extremely socially awkward individual. I had a great discussion with Ryan tonight at Denny's and we decided that I am in limbo. Yep, I am in limbo. Transition is quite odd, especially this particular transition. It is weird being back in the game and to be quite honest, I have no idea even where to begin. I'm not smooth or quick-witted ( Read more... )

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