people from all around the city come together from their jobs, their chores, their other duties, for 20 minutes to watch lights in the sky. It's fascinating. The light show was as spectacular as the freedom I got when I got to leave and move away to college. Listening to Owen play soft, serene harmonies, just to get the Fourth of July mood started. Absolutely divine.
It will be my last summer in Walnut, if my calculations are correct. Next summer, my apartment lease will still be alive until September of 2009. You know what that means...damn, I need a transportation vehicle. Oh, and parties, of course. Hah. This summer will be the last summer that I'll have to deal with parents who want me home every second of the day, and having them nagging me to clean my room, and being told what to do. I can't say that I won't miss it, because I honestly will. But I guess it's my time to fly. So if you're around next summer, give me a holler. My door will be open for an entire year. Just bring me some food or something.
ma•ris•sa [mah-RIH-sah]-(noun) a witty girl on the quest for the true meaning of life; full-time college student; part-time partyer; drug-free; possesses a collection of nail polish colors; determined to stay pensive and full of hope; spends money she doesn't have; dances around to rock music in lingerie; likes the simple pleasure of holding his hand; spends laboring hours at Urban Outfitters; has an over-sized purse fetish; snorts occasionally during laughter; the girl with the quizzical brow.
current fetishes
- silk tops
- waffles
- floral patterns
- water
- Free People
- shades of blue
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