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lllookaliveToday's my last day in Florida! *wail* I really love being here. Especially since now that I'm older I'm able to avoid all the family I don't wanna see. :D
I saw my cousin, who's a couple months younger than me. He was up here last weekend with the most boring girlfriend in the world. She won't last. We went out with my aunt and uncle that I'm staying with and me and my uncle danced like lunatics for hours at this bar/diner downtown I used to go to for lunch when I was little. Hehe, social evolution, wow. There was a good band playing so that was great. I've drunk more this week than I have in the last six months. I'd say more, but there was that night in early April that ruins it all.
I've been going out surfing/paddling every day. The swell died the day after I got here which blows but oh well, I can use the paddling practice. Yesterday my uncle tossed me out there and said paddle, so I did. About seven block against the current. MY ARMS ARE NOT HAPPY RIGHT NOW.
It's this huge 9'2 board that's so wide that my arms below the elbow are about as much as I can get in the water and then it just involves a lot of flailing. So I... flailed. Seven blocks. WOO! I'm so proud of myself omg. I'm getting really good at standing, though, too. I don't do the knee-knee-wobbly stance routine anymore. I WANT WAVES DAMMIT.
We went scurfing on Sunday and we're going again today. I haven't stood up there yet. I can get one knee up before I get surprised and eat it face first. But I rock it on my knees, so there. And that sounds so suggestive ahahah. What looks like epic rugburn all over my legs doesn't help my case. I'm so proud of my bruises. They are SO EPIC YES.
And tonight it's back to Savannah for just tomorrow- the one day my shipping company told me they could be there to move my stuff. I adore them so hard right now. It was totally chance, and now I don't have to hire my poor friends to drag my shit downstairs. YAY! And Jennifer and maybe Ash will be there, and Steve and I are gonna go Pink House for dinner. And I gotta call Jake to say bye to him, too. Woe!
But then I'll be home on Sunday night and I get to see Eric first thing! I miss him so sosososo much. He called yesterday and promised to go camping with me. ♥
And now for food.
Edit: THE ICONS OH GODS ALL THE ICONS AHAHAHAHHA.
I saw my cousin, who's a couple months younger than me. He was up here last weekend with the most boring girlfriend in the world. She won't last. We went out with my aunt and uncle that I'm staying with and me and my uncle danced like lunatics for hours at this bar/diner downtown I used to go to for lunch when I was little. Hehe, social evolution, wow. There was a good band playing so that was great. I've drunk more this week than I have in the last six months. I'd say more, but there was that night in early April that ruins it all.
I've been going out surfing/paddling every day. The swell died the day after I got here which blows but oh well, I can use the paddling practice. Yesterday my uncle tossed me out there and said paddle, so I did. About seven block against the current. MY ARMS ARE NOT HAPPY RIGHT NOW.
It's this huge 9'2 board that's so wide that my arms below the elbow are about as much as I can get in the water and then it just involves a lot of flailing. So I... flailed. Seven blocks. WOO! I'm so proud of myself omg. I'm getting really good at standing, though, too. I don't do the knee-knee-wobbly stance routine anymore. I WANT WAVES DAMMIT.
We went scurfing on Sunday and we're going again today. I haven't stood up there yet. I can get one knee up before I get surprised and eat it face first. But I rock it on my knees, so there. And that sounds so suggestive ahahah. What looks like epic rugburn all over my legs doesn't help my case. I'm so proud of my bruises. They are SO EPIC YES.
And tonight it's back to Savannah for just tomorrow- the one day my shipping company told me they could be there to move my stuff. I adore them so hard right now. It was totally chance, and now I don't have to hire my poor friends to drag my shit downstairs. YAY! And Jennifer and maybe Ash will be there, and Steve and I are gonna go Pink House for dinner. And I gotta call Jake to say bye to him, too. Woe!
But then I'll be home on Sunday night and I get to see Eric first thing! I miss him so sosososo much. He called yesterday and promised to go camping with me. ♥
And now for food.
Edit: THE ICONS OH GODS ALL THE ICONS AHAHAHAHHA.
