I made a blogger account for my travels. so, i guess that’ll be my travel journal now! sorry tumblr.
i feel like i cheated on tumblr.
i guess when the people who should want you to stay are telling you to leave, it’s time to leave.
11 days cannot come soon enough.
i love: rollerblading! (you can judge me), days with weather like today, iced green tea lemonades, talking, laughing, when you open a new book and the binding cracks, the smell of outside RIGHT NOW, swing dancing, salsa dancing, any kind of dancing, you (most likely).
i don’t love: procrastinating (though i excel greatly in this art), el desengaño, el engaño, transitions, and goodbyes. and tornadoes and anything that has to do with alien invasions.
Still 15 days (technically) till Spain.
I am smiling today because I finally decided to get (sign up for? trade my life for?) a tumblr account. This is due, in part, to my rapidly-approaching departure from the United States to Europe, and my abundant curiosity as to what a “tumblr” is. Or a blog for that matter. Also, I wonder how my “blogging voice” compares to my “real-life voice.” So far, I use far more quotations than I use in real life. Or far fewer, given that everything said in real life implies quotation use. Yes? No? Perhaps.
Another question: Where is the “e”?
Also: Am I supposed to write so much on this?
I might just keep a journal instead.
15 days till Spain.