adventures and such.

Create something daily.

Love feels a lot like longing. 

Reminds me of summer.

It reminds me of sneaking upstairs. Cuddling up. Me eep!ing at scary parts. You getting annoyed. Your mom yelling at us to enjoy the sunshine. You getting annoyed. 

It also reminds me of the Windy City. After a long day on tired feet, or during our lunch time break, reading page after page. Finishing hundreds of pages in a matter of days. Me reading my vile zombie comics, you reading a novel with a cheesy tag-line. 

Clockwatching. You sigh.
Not surprised. Turn, toss. We move,
Once more, To the floor. 

We are officially moved in. Caitlyn and I are now in a “domestic partnership.” Tee hee. I love having my own place. We’ve already personalized it, and it really does feel like home.

Nothing like the dorm-life. I will never ever miss the dorm-life. It was so painful, spending an entire school year feeling as though I was at a pathetic summer camp. I have never felt so alone as I did living in 469. I don’t feel as though I’m being babysat. I don’t have to check anyone in. I have a car right outside my door and can drive over to my friends instead of a 20 minute walk all by my lonesome. I have a roommate that sticks around for more than a few hours at a time. I don’t have to ride a bus to go to the mall. I can meet my family in Howell when I’m missing Audrey. I have room to spread out, and I don’t have to eat my cereal in a cafeteria. 

This school year will be difficult. I have a lot of German to get practicing. I have faith in myself though. I just need to hunt down some motivation.

Three of my closest relationships have felt a strain lately. One was partially my fault, but the other two I feel attacked and backwards and everything is inside out. It hurts to discover your true worth in someone else’s eyes…especially when you discover how much higher you hold them.

Realizing someone you trust to always be there, always be honest, and always regard your friendship higher than anything material, someone for whom you have given up other friendships in order to defend that person, someone who your family considers one of their own… realizing that person is willing to lie to you over $200, to risk your friendship for $200, it’s really upsetting. Reading that text made me literally shake with anger, and I’m pretty sure that’s the first time that has ever happened. I’m not an angry person. 

Today marks the 20th birthday of the World Wide Web. Only a few months older than I. In twenty short years it’s managed to shake up nearly every kind of media. For the better, for the worse. In twenty short years it has created jobs for millions, and eliminated the need for millions of other jobs. Good bye, Borders…Hello e-books. Good bye, CDs…Hello iTunes. Rock on, WWW. Makes me wonder what I’ve accomplished the past 20 years.

My family from the Bahamas are in. I essentially have 5 siblings right now. Today I had to wait 12 minutes to go pee in my own bathroom, and even then I had 2 people in there with me. 

“Emmett you locked yourself in your room!”
“Yes, Christine, I do that when I’m naked.” 

Wake up to Jimmy pounding on the piano. Scales. Head starts pounding. No scales.

I hate lying, even if it’s a white lie to get out of work. Karma doesn’t care about the severity of lies. 

Olgas, Twelve Oaks, Borders. Em, Mom, Audrey, Christine, Elle. 

Christine told me she loves me because I am skinny.

Went to OCC with the boyfriend. Running errands are much better when your girlfriend can chauffeur you. 

Kyle’s grad party. Four Lokos in red Powerade bottles. Shirtless boys.

Benny is far too skinny.

Jumped on the trampoline with Audrey and Christine. Christine kept asking me to take a walk around the pond and kiss Benny on the bench. I’ve asked Benny to do that before. He doesn’t care for walks, much less kissing where someone could possibly see us. Sigh. Played ‘Sleeping Mummy,’ did back flips, bonded with the little ones.

HP7 again. 8:35 sold out. 9:10 sold out. 9:45 3D will have to do. 

Our best chats happen when I’m dropping you off. For hours. We sit in your drive with the car running, talking about us and them. I love it.

Kiss goodnight.

Saturday I woke up at 7 am and watched a dumb movie that had Tom’s sister in it (from (500) Days of Summer). The movie was over a little after 9 and I got up and had some Frosted Flakes. I then showered and had mother braid my hair. Mel and Anna picked me up and we adventured to Plymouth for the art fair which was a blast. I cannot wait for Milford Memories and the Founder’s Day Fair in Farmington. I got an old typewriter key of an eszett made into a necklace for my mom. I got a toe ring. I got a sign that said “Love Shack” for my room in my future apartment. 

“We’re much too young to not get butterflies anymore.”
“I still get them.”