| Why in all this hatred do you fill me up with love, love, love? |
[05 Mar 2008|08:38pm] |
9 days until I can get back to home in the Bahamasss.
It's so close, but there are so many midterms, essays, and equations sitting between me and March 14th. Misty called me today - she was going to try and come down the same days I'd be there but it doesn't look like it's going to work out.
I hope the guys Hookah gets here in time. I'm kind of nervous because UPS always fucks me over. Speaking of Hookah-ing I found the sweet melon shisha we had this summer down in Baltimore City. I was on Joppa and came across this little hole in the wall hookah bar. It turns out they actually sell good brands of shisha. No more ordering online with insane shipping prices!! We're going up there Friday after I'm off work because they have a belly dancer on Friday and Saturdays. I'll have to see if Dorl and Megan want to come.
I have my "The Bahamas" bracelet on my right wrist. I've been wearing it for the past week to remind me every time I'm stressing out that there's hope around the bend. Ew, how Lindsay Lohan does that sound with her stupid 'breathe' tattoo.
Anyway, last night was ridiculous. I've got pictures but they are very incriminating - I don't think they will be tagged of me at all haha. It's good to have Chrissy home :) I definitely needed her words of wisdom.
ps. - new pants!!!
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