Shoot

I've found my answer.
I'm happy about it.
I think that I didn't notice before.


I like guacamole.




I need to chill.


Maybe the person I'm talking to on the phone right now (hint hint: Only person who reads this aside from Katia) will rethink what she's planning to do.

Dear person,
I can't chill until you tell me that you know where to go. Come here if you want, I won't mind. My parents wont mind, but be prepared to endure random people walking in and out and yelling loud obnioxous yelling.
Just think it through. I'd rather you come here than that other place. But I won't force you.
Do you like guacamole?
Oh and person, please remember that you have it better than most.
Sincerly,
Ballet Slippers
Fellow Blogger and Hostess of Magic.






I'm hungry.