So. For the last couple of months, I’ve moved out of my house in West Chester and am currently staying with my parents down in Mississippi. I’ve turned 21 years old (finally, a day I seriously thought would never come), gone to Florida twice, New Orleans once, worked out a lot, and rebuilt a few houses. Overall, I’d say it’s shaping out to be a pretty cool summer.
Currently on lunch break at work (since I work 8-10 hour days in the blistering heat), I began musing on some recent events. Such as: the price of gas these days; where did my ability to decipher wise decisions go; and why did Javier win NBC’s first season of The Voice?
All random thoughts, I know. But these are the times, and boy are they a-changin’. My mind is starting to race with possibilities, people I miss, and just how capable I would be to see them. I miss Alex, Alyssa, Chelsie, Scotland, Becca, and all of my other high school friends so much. I’ve been absolutely atrocious about keeping in touch, so that, I’ve decided, is one of my goals this summer: get back what I’ve lost.
That, and get super sexy muscles.