"The art of controlling your environment"

I am so excited. For the first time, I GET TO VOTE. And I'm following the primaries religiously and it's so funny because when you get to really supporting a candidate, you get so passionate about it. And them.

I come from two very old, WASP, Yankee families. Both of my parents were registered Republicans for 20+ years. When my parents and grandparents were talking one night around Christmas, my grandpa Skipper was going on about the presidential candidates and make a remark about, "those crazy Liberals". I believe he still sees my parents as the just-married Conservative couple they were 20 years ago. That's not exactly the case. Mention George W. Bush's name, and you can see the fire in my mom's eyes.

And I also think it's very important that kids...young adults...what have you.. have their own opinion and make their own choices regarding the politics they support. My mom always tells me, "No matter your opinion, make sure you can support it". That's why I decided to major in Political Science.



“You have to have been a Republican to know how good it is to be a Democrat.” - Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis

We hit the "Self-destruct" button

my screen name (12:36:15 AM): because how do you walk away from something that has in so many ways already walked away from you

best friend katie (12:36:29 AM): that's the best thing youve ever said

In a world of thieves, the only final sin is stupidity.

- Hunter S. Thompson

Go where you wanna go

I always feel like things happen for a reason, and as Paulo Coelho said, "All the universe conspires in helping you". So when he called me from JFK on Dec. 30th, he was about to go through airport security and get aboard a plane for Rome. Meanwhile, I was making my first solo walk through New York City, up 34th street, Pink Berry in hand. If I had been home, sitting in my room, I think I would have felt a lot worse. I felt almost prepared. I went through Macy's which was crazy crowded with people of all shapes and sizes hurrying around. Note: There's life beyond minor problems. Life goes on. With or without you.

And this is definitely difficult. To say the least. I remember this feeling and it's like when you get the wind knocked out of you. Or when you go down the steep part of a roller coaster. He has gone and will be gone for quite a while. The thing about him is, I could list 453453 reasons why I should not even be remotely interested nor care whatsoever. And unfortunately that ISN'T the case. I had a "perfect relationship" that I chose to give up. Not because I knew he and I would immediately fall in love and date and be happy. But because he was what I wanted. And he, was what I got.

More or less.

I really miss him. I really do.