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indepence day

as we approach july 4th, i cant help but think back a year ago when i was spending the 4th down in huntington beach, ca. ive thought about this a lot throughout the year, thinking about my year in LA verus my year (so far) in NYC.

im pretty happy that ive experienced life on both coasts. while i think im done with cali for a while, at least if i had to set a plan, i am happy i did it. my life is back east, and new york has been magic to my life. i get why it isnt for everyone...but it is for me. 

there is an energy here that is truly incredible. and the boys...whoa. east coast boys are so different than west coast boys, its pretty hilarious. though i do dig both, i am happy with my east coast options at the moment.

i am gearing up to move into midtown and out of brooklyn at the end of the summer. im moving to hells kitchen with 4 girls. yes, you can help, thanks for offering :)

two different cities, two different years. same person, crazy different experiences. i wish things could have turned out different with aaron, but i guess timing was off or something?! :) haha.

ok ok im babbling. im thinking about what i should do with my hair when i head home this month (i know, soooo important), im thinking about how great it will be to have monday off, and im thinking about boys. boys boys boys boys boys boys boys boys boys boys boys boys boys boys boys boys boys boys boys.

ill be back later when i can focus. this is ridiculous.

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