Ironically i'm writing this to the tune of "Who loves you pretty baby" by the Four Seasons. I LOVE them.
It's official, tomorrow I begin packing for my epic adventure part 2. Do you have any idea how hard it is to pack for 6 months in a foreign country? Pretty sure I don't have a dryer either. Farewell bounce with febreze dryer sheets.
Last time I packed I was half-alive and sleep deprived. This time I'm rested enough to be aware of how much it sucks. pain in my ass.
This time i'm taking a different approach..i'm packing more comfort items (my massive hot pink blanket...yankee candle country linen home fragrance oil...my favorite paper flowers from santa fe, and a couple happy knick knacks from my bedroom, duvet cover to go over my down comforter sleeping bag from A.) being around my things makes me feel happy, so my room needs to be bright and clean. Don't laugh, when I was in london all I wanted was a good smelling candle and Hanna and I spent an entire day looking for one (It made me mad b/c my mom told me I was retarded for wanting to pack it before I left. Smited.) I also brought a costco pack of Mini-Wheats. That was my breakfast and lunch on the go. I'm crazy. Don't worry..this time the mini wheats are staying..but all I want to know is if there is a gym in my town. I need a gym like macaroni needs cheese.
Please god let there be a gym.
A and I are going to eat leftovers from christmas (yummy yummy) and watch a movie. Tomorrow we're hiking camelback--my legs are still so sore from legs today (walking lunges with a 40lbs bar..kill...ouch.)
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