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A lot has happened and a lot is still happening in my life.
I can honestly say, I haven't felt this displaced in a very long time.
My move out date crept up on me so fucking fast. I move home Aug. 2nd. That's in 11 days. 11 fucking days. It was 3 months yesterday, I swear. Time is a speedy mutherfucker.
It's finally hitting me. I've been waiting to get on with my life, and start a new chapter. I've wanted this for so long. And now, all I can really think about is how much I'm going to miss it here.
Despite my bitching and moaning about Orlando, this has become my 2nd home. All of my best friends are up here. And now I'm leaving. WTF?
I'm glad that I have great friends back down south. You guys better be ready. I'm gonna need you.
I've never been able to cope with change that well. It's very difficult for me to let go of things. Important things. And I feel like 'Orlando' is an important thing.
Don't get me wrong, I'm beyond anxious to start school at the Art Institute. I've been waiting for this opportunity. But to think, in a year from now, I'll be in NYC at F.I.T. FUCKING INSANE!!(*!&*^#$%^@& I need to stay focused on my dreams. Because those, [exluding family/friends] are the only other things in life that will get you to where you're supposed to be.
And, on top of all that, I'm turning 21 in 5 months. Twenty-fucking-one!! I'm very nervous to grow up. I hope I make something fabulous of myself. Like, The Devil Wears Prada style. That should be me. Only, not so much someone's bitch. But if that's a step up the ladder, I'll take it :]
Speaking of fashion (duh.), I want these for the Fall: ( Splendor )
Oh, and I love ANMLL. Just because.
edit: I adore Arielle. We have great conversations. Bashing bitches, fashion, boys, sarcasm with just about everything, rancid [milk], HOTT CELEBS!!! :]
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