So I just realized that three different people dedicated a blog post to me on my birthday. It's sad that it took my two days after my birthday to realize this but hey...thanks everyone:). I love you too.
I'm going to start this blog off with the somewhat sad, little moments of these past few days and end with with happy. I've changed. Within this past week. It's so weird. My anxiety has been at a minimum, and I've been making more of an effort to actually do something with my life.
I also realized the the words I say don't just disperse into thin air.
Wait, people actually listen to me? Strange, I know. But i'm glad I could help. I was starting to think that I should give up on being there, because it seemed like no matter what I said, no one ever listened.
So I don't know if you even read this, but thanks for actually listening, and trusting me. You know who you are. If the things I said actually made you want to change, then you telling me that had the same effect.
This weekend probably beat any weekend I have experienced in my long 18 years of life. I'd go into detail, but it would be boring to read for anyone who wasn't there. But just know friday night consisted of seven girls in one hotel room, wandering the streets of salt lake late at night, swimming, french-canadian boys with broken english, notes, actually sleeping and sleeping comfortably, and gateway adventures.
Now we get to Saturday. Which was full of hours of driving, and all worth it. Can I just tell everyone how much I love Kramer Dahl? He by far, has one of the best souls the human race has to offer. I never realized how much I'd miss him when he went off to college until I actually hung out with him again. I'm sad we never really got to know each other well until this past few weeks, but I'm glad that we've ended the superficial charade and started trusting each other. Thank you, for being who you are, Kramer Dahl. Even if you did turn off all the lights in your apartment, close the curtains, and say "don't worry. i'm not going to rape you."
ah hhaha. I love you dear.
i'm listening to your playlist while making mediocre art. but your playlist is so good that it makes me feel like my mediocre art is better than mediocre,
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oh dear. i just laughed out loud! literally! mostly at the "don't worry, i won't rape you." oh that was the best moment of my life. haha. gotta love Kramer. he's the best.
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