Thursday, November 09, 2006

Sisters

Gina and I recently went to a LM concert together with our friends at Coconut Joes. It's funny to me what happens when we go out: We can convince men that we're twins, we can get asked out by the same guy and pawn him off on each other when we don't like what we see, we can dance the night away, and we can dance like nobodys watching when Spirit in the Sky comes on, and we both know how that song brings back the past. This picture was taken at the concert and it's funny how we can find things in common after barreling it out as kids.

Staying in the Sunlight




Lately things have been exceptionally well in all departments. Lately I have also become a sports fanatic. A Packer Game, a hockey game, and a Badger game all within two weeks. Hard to believe when it comes to me. The Packer Game was a blast with my BFF, and it was an absolutely beautiful day for it. My roomies and I roadtripped it up to see a friend play semi-pro hockey and we showed Stoutton how us Miltown girls roll. I think we were the only ones in heels at this hockey game.

After a hard relationship with a long distance lover in Madison, it had tarnished my feelings about the city. I love the cit of Madison and the vibin' atmosphere there, but whenever I go there now all I can remember is my time spent with him. SO my roomates made it a point that I make some new memories in Madtown, and by golly we diid. Fishbowls at Wando's, a certain someone picking me up then Brooker saying if he can do it so can I, (I felt like a rag doll being picked up. . .), staying up til 4 a.m. laughin' my booty off, scalping for Badger tickets, prepartying for the game while still feeling the buzz from the night before, extremely spicy Bloody Marys, random football tosses across the street with strangers, chanting and dancin' and jumpin' at the Badger game in the student section, all in all a smile was on my face the whole way through, and no thinkin' bout that ex.

I have found that I have all these expectations of someone and I am slowly releasing this impression of the ideal. Everyone has something different to offer and I can't judge someone based on their choices. We are still enacting "Let Go, Let Flow. . . "

Lately I have also been contemplating what to do after college and where I will end up. It's hard to believe school will be over around this time next year (let's hope). I have faith that wherever I end up I will be doing what I love. . .