first of all, i'm not sure who would want to read this. so let me start by saying this is going to be used as a vessel for my thoughts that don't seem to get across to my friends, mom, etc. I don't realize how much I keep things in until i explode...that being said, this wont be a rant blog. promise.
I've always liked the idea of keeping a journal or writing a blog, but i would always try and realize that i can sum up a lot of stuff in a few sentences. with my entries lacking in the length department, the blogging endeavor would crash and burn. so this is a fresh start to documenting what goes on in the day-to-day exciting, exhilerating, and many more -ing words of my life. at least lets hope.
unless i was writing a paper for class, I never bothered with correct grammar. i dont like proper grammar. ew. i more or less just write what i'm thinking, and since i can type as fast as i think, the mechanics of writing tend to fall by the wayside. BUT, i absolutely hate acronyms like ttyl, brb, lmao, etc. even in a text, the most i'll do is an occasional lol. so i'm sorry for all you ocd's and english teachers that are going to read this (ha), but just bear with me and take it all in stride :)
ok first things first. i graduated college in four years, surprisingly, and found myself staying in college station and working in the lab that i interned at. i knew that i wasn't going to try to keep living with my roommate, who i kept butting heads with, so there was definitely going to be a move in one way or another. i was at a crossroads: find another lab to work at in another town and venture out into the great unknown that is...not college station. or, stay in town and be with the love of my life, taylor, while he finishes school. call me a hopeless romantic, but i opted for the latter and here i am, living with my best friend/boyfriend, working at a diagnostic lab as their tech. at the time it was a very stressful decision, but thinking back i'm so glad i did. i never thought i would live with a boy unless he was more of a husband-ish type guy. then i realized that love doesn't come with a rule book. that's all i have to say about that. no one i care about cares about it, and that's all that matters to me. i love all you guys, by the way.
speaking of people i love, my close friends have got to be the 4, count em, 4 people that are responsible for the person i am. i met them all in college, and if that's not explanation enough, then go to college. but they've all moved away chasing their dreams and so far its sad, but i know when i see them next its going to be the exact same, crazy fun times like always.
back to taylor. what do i even say? you keep me sane. you are the only person that can handle me in any mood that i decide to throw at you. you are the outgoing, outspoken, everyone-loves-you type of person that i can only dream to be. living with you is easy, like how loving you is easy. (insert word) with you is easy. you fit so well. gah. that's all. love you.
so since this was just the intro post and i'm on my lunch break at work, i'll leave it here. i'm going to try to find more about an possible europe trip and i promise to post as soon as its more set in stone. i hope this blog lasts till the trip. it would be nice to have something to documents all the memories into.
till then- its all a little in between.
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