Just got home from swimming. These last couple of days have been great. Its exciting. And I hope that it keeps going that way too.
I'm kind of not ready to get back to work, but it only means that I get to spend the next two days with my friend before she leaves us for good. :( Good thing she only lives like 2 minutes away from SDC!! :)
So I couldn't find my name tag for like 2 weeks. And tonight I just happened to move something, and there it was. I'm weird...
One of my favorite quotes is by John Mayer...
“Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!"
I don't know what brought that on my mind but all I know is that I like it.
I'm just hanging out tonight. Listening to Music, might watch a movie here real soon
I saw the Ugly Truth yesterday, great movie that is. I really like it. And of course then my important 2 wanted to see Harry Potter today. So I got to see 2 new movies this week.
They leave tomorrow. So I am basically Free again!!
I am exhausted. But I will get over that.
Well that's all I have for now.
Later...