How does one man have so many tragic love stories to tell? Seriously, Nick, you can only make me bawl like an idiot through so many books - and I think we're reaching the limit. I just finished reading Dear John. It only took me about 8 hours. SO. GOOD. While it had its share of really cheesy, cliche moments, it was one of the only Nicholas Sparks books that I actually felt like I could relate to. I don't know if it's because I lived the horror of 9/11, or because I know that people have to actually go through this every day, but, nonetheless, I got sucked in. If you haven't read it yet, go buy it and read it. Then go see the movie on Feb. 5th (Channing Tatum is John, what could be better than that...)
"I sold the collection because I finally understood what true love really meant. Tim had told me - and shown me - that love meant that you care for another person's happiness more than your own, no matter how painful the choices you face might be."
1.14.2010
1.04.2010
The Get Away
Christmas break was wonderful (more of an update on that later). Chuck was here for 2 weeks and is already gone. It feels like he was here for 2 days. Sad he is already back at school but now I'm looking forward to going to visit him in a few weeks!
In other news...Its official. I have the itch to travel. I don't know why, but this itch usually leads me to California - the land of everything. It houses Disneyland, oceans, mountains and muscle beach, to the most wonderful grapes, redwood trees, the golden gate bridge, the land of full house and ghirardelli. From the rich and beautiful, to the most famous of famous, to the people who are trying to rub pennies together while trying to make their dreams a reality. It really is a mystical little place (and by little, I mean gigantic).
“No city invites the heart to come to life as San Francisco does. Arrival in San Francisco is an experience in living.” - William Saroyan.
San Francisco has stolen my heart. Even though I only got to spend a day and a half there, I'm in love. And I can't wait to go back. For my birthday. Feb 26-28. Be there or be square, kids. Any maybe this time I'll get to see Alcatraz.
In other news...Its official. I have the itch to travel. I don't know why, but this itch usually leads me to California - the land of everything. It houses Disneyland, oceans, mountains and muscle beach, to the most wonderful grapes, redwood trees, the golden gate bridge, the land of full house and ghirardelli. From the rich and beautiful, to the most famous of famous, to the people who are trying to rub pennies together while trying to make their dreams a reality. It really is a mystical little place (and by little, I mean gigantic).
“No city invites the heart to come to life as San Francisco does. Arrival in San Francisco is an experience in living.” - William Saroyan.
San Francisco has stolen my heart. Even though I only got to spend a day and a half there, I'm in love. And I can't wait to go back. For my birthday. Feb 26-28. Be there or be square, kids. Any maybe this time I'll get to see Alcatraz.
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