Every time I go on here they end up changing the site and the layout and everything. Why. Why blogspot why? Speaking of change:

I'm better. It's mid-summer here in the desert and I feel much more, stable. Myself. I just finished summer term 2 and I'm just feeling sort of tired and worried. I'm waiting for my grade to post. I don't think I did very well on my final. It's so depressing. That's sort of what I get from studying with people, and then those people not really helping me, and then wasting valuable study time. I'm better off by myself... I really am. This upcoming fall semester my life will be nothing but school. And it'll be tough. Tough, tough tough. But I need to do it. I want to be a nurse, right? Ugh the stress. So much stress. I just need strength and to keep trying. I want to graduate already.

the old and the new.

two door cinema club three notches too loud,
not loud enough,
singing to the chorus, unapologetic dancing.
seeing you smile at me.
rooftops,
the cold nipping my skin tight dress,
architecturally strange leggings I did not mean to buy.
synchronized fireworks.. a modest kiss at 12 midnight.
Exactly.
More singing.
"I will never get tired of the way you look at me" kind of love.
A quiet room of strangers and acquaintances.
weed, no thank you.
Fruit punch, yes please.
stupid uncensored nonsensical comedy, why not.
4 a.m. talks with my closest friend from seattle.
Thinking of you.
Thinking of you.
Loving you.
til the new year and back. Always.