anna

this weekend somehow managed to be both one of the best and worst ones that i can remember. lets recap.

bad - ive eaten once since friday (not counting all of that solidified sugar that i ate on the drive) and i think my stomach is starting to eat itself.
good - i met some wickedly awesome people.
good - i got to ride a freaking train!
bad - turns out, i am really not good at planning finances for a trip. (thank you, western union)
bad - i got kicked out of my house. again. anyone need a super cool roommate?

well that was depressing.
lets start a new list.
oh wait, firstly, lets look at this.



haha..... oh jesus, youre one crazy motherfucker.

and this... i dont even know what to say. but i will warn that it may cause pee-your-pants laughter.

here are things that i learned during my weekend in chicago.

* in the event of a zombie invasion, the safest place on the earth to be is an off-shore oil rig.
* beer + whiskey = me puking all over my hands.
* public transportation ROCKS! (except when things break down, then its just kind of annoying).
* even jesus uses internet slang.
* when it comes to the game of global domination, alex owns my ass.
* honorbright is insanely adorable.
* and finally, i learned how to make a ninja mask.


i am actually considering moving to this place. theres nothing keeping me here. besides my sister, but she will be away at school in a few months anyways. i am in desperate need of a change of scenery. a change of anything, and everything.
heres part of the conversation i had with michael tonite.
its a lot to read but it pretty much sums up the way things are right now.

michael: i dunno. i don't see a good person in the mirror anymore, i want to live, i really want to feel.
but i just don't. i just wanna leave. i don't feel great here, i don't feel good at home. i only feel good when i am somewhere no one knows me, because i feel like they can't help but know i am a loser.
michael: i just wish i could feel nomral
michael: i just want to feel right again
michael: i can't help but feel like i wasn't meant to be here. for some reason,
michael: i just don't think i belong here
me: is it like something you cant really explain, its just a feeling?
michael: pretty much
me: ive had that feeling for years, and i go back and forth deciding what it is and why it wont go away. i want to know what it means. do you think there is anyone who knows, or are we just going to have to pray that we figure it out before it kills us
me: because i swear its starting to eat at my soul
michael: i don't think it will kill us
michael: i think it will make us immortal


and so, you can see why i love this man so incredibly much.


i need to get some sleep, finally....
i will leave you with some new photos though