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Mom’s freaking, I’m leaving. Car’s all packed, bikes are on top, clothes inside… now I just need to put some hours in the car and I’ll be there.

New Jersey for the week… Boston after.

Here I come

I’m different.

Moving and the fact that it’s in the next 48 hours, it’s taking it’s toll on me. I’ve only been back home for 8 months, but this move is harder than the one to SC. Much harder. Maybe it’s that inside I knew that SC was temporary. As much as I would like to refuse that fact.. it was. Who knows if this is where I will end up, but I know I will be there for the next 2 years. Being so far from so many people is going to suck, but it will be worth it I think. Time will only tell.

Points to remember:

It is would have, not would of.

I’m different, I atleast have that going for me.

Soundtracks of your life, make them.

Write more.

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Boston was cold, is cold.. whatever… I’ll try to update from work.. We’ll see.

New day is coming

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Do what you feel in your heart to be right, for you’ll be criticized anyway. You’ll be damned if you do and damned if you don’t.–Eleanor Roosevelt

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Late night convo’s. QUALITY late night convo’s.

Andrew has explained the key parts of foreplay for masterbation. I mean the boy has been doing it since he was 14, he has some time on me for it.

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If you look at the previous post you will see that I have much todo with little time, well not little time- I’m lying to you. I have till tomorrow to pack to goto Boston this weekend. Tonight I am going to goto Ali’s to watch Lord of the Rings 3 (whatever it is called), and eat some good food.

Everything that is left on my list right now, other than seeing Jace, can be done before I really move which will be mid/late next week. Everything is within an hour of completion. Realizing this I am sitting down to reflect.

Change is viewed by so many people to be bad, to be difficult, and to be avoided if all possible. I’ve lead the complete opposite for life. I don’t believe in settling for something less than perfect, and to find perfect you need to be constantly changing. You can call me un-loyal, or you can say that I don’t have patience. I believe that I am doing what is right for myself. I do care about others, but I care about those I consider my close friends, my loved ones. If you aren’t in that group, you may get a few toes stepped on. My apologies.

I didn’t go to college. I probably would of done damn well in those 4 years of further education. Probably would of gained better grammer and maybe someone would of taught me how to spell along the way. I don’t think this hurt me what so ever. Maybe it did, and I have made up for it in experience who knows. I knew my junior year of high school what I wanted to be doing, working with bicycles. Change has taken me all over the east coast to find the perfect shop to work and learn in. I’ve worked with excellent bosses (Bike Doctor) and I’ve worked with pricks (leaving comments out.) I’ve learned tons along the way, and will continue to learn. I can’t guarantee Boston is where I will end up, but for the next two years is where I will attempt to find happiness at.

I don’t have a moral for this post, it was a random splurge of thoughts…. ohwell.

“I got soul but I’m not a soldier” – The Killers

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Previous Must Do List:

Things to do before Friday::

Organize/File paperwork Done

Go through bike crap Done

Go through clothes Partially

Pack winter clothes Partially

Box summer clothes Partially

Pack bike crap Done

See Ali, Jace, and DT 2 outta 3

TRY to see Ginger and Talia Not going to happen

Talk to Eric (my boss in MA) Done





Newly Added to the List:

Close out BankAnnapolis account

Get contract notatorized Done (Thanks Ali)

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Posted this about a year ago.. funny none the less

SouthPark, Arleigh style

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Growing up it was just me and my mom

Against the world

And all my sympathies were with her

When I was a little girl

But now I’ve seen both my parents

Play out the hands they were dealt

And as each year goes by

I know more about how my father must have felt

I just want you to understand

That I know what all the fighting was for

And I just want you to understand

That I’m not angry anymore

I’m not angry anymore

She taught me how to wage a cold war

With quiet charm

But I just want to walk

Through my life unarmed

To accept and just get by

Like my father learned to do

But without all the acceptance and getting by

That got my father through

Night falls like people into love

We generate our own light

To compensate

For the lack of light from above

Every time we fight

A cold wind blows our way

But we learn like the trees

How to bend

How to sway and say

I, I think I understand

What all this fighting is for

And baby, I just want you to understand

That I’m not angry anymore

No, I’m not angry anymore – Ani DiFranco

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On a lighter / more painful note. Adams Trail-a-Bikes are being recalled I know personally I’ve sold many of these things, which makes me a bit nervous and well.. bad. I hope I didn’t single handedly hurt or kill a child. I can remember a dozen times right off the bat getting a parent to buy it.