6.30.2009

Don't worry.


don't worry.
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You'll get used to it.
I can't decide for the life of me if I love this or hate it.
Kind of how I feel about myself, so I guess it's appropriate.
Today I gave myself all sorts of wonderful compliments.
Like I would think up typical degrading Michaela things to say to myself, that I guess I would normally say to you, and instead of dealing with your bitchy responses I said the things I wanted to hear. From myself.
I think sometimes men have a hard time giving compliments, saying nice things. It makes them seem less manly. Or maybe I just don't understand a thing, but since no one seems keen on explaining any of it to me, I'll just stick with my rationalizations.
I've noticed that my blog has sort of become a love/hate letter to you.
I think it's time to focus on myself, since I doubt you even read it anyways, but maybe that's why I feel comfortable saying it in the first place.
Leaving Rhode Island the day after tomorrow.
My heart is swelling in my chest for my cousin Nina and my Aunt Margaret and my grandparents and for cows and for Hobbes. I hate good byes. 
I've sure got a whole lot of loving people to go back to, though. 
I'm excited to drive around Pungo with Ashley, eat donuts and talk about Cat Power with John, photoventures with Hunter, drinking thai iced tea with Pearl and playing with birds with her and Matt, the boardwalk with Dave, swinging at night with Seychelle, eating chocolate cake in a dress with Chris, and so many more, and in no particular order. I have such amazing people in my life.

2 comments:

  1. I think you pretty much nailed the men and compliments thought.

    Hearing you say good things abotu yourself makes me incredibly happy.

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