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what's up cleo? and no, not the black and white thing the lurks around my house. CLEO//CHLOE//CHLO-BO (fo sho ho)
i think i'll give you the short and sweet of my experience with chloe this summer, kind of because i have to. and want to, but mostly because there was an anonymous request for a reflection on chloe and our shenanigans. so i will commence!
actually this relates to my most recent post about friends since forever (i should coin that, FSF) hanging out without heavy change. we met in the peak of innocence at soccer camp like 10 years ago, literally. been friends ever since. our leisure activities have definitely evolved to more leisurely things like playing guitarhero and eating...basic hangout, mang, vermont style.
OK NEVERMIND GOTTA CUT THIS ONE SHORT...the family i babysit for just made me cry, they gave me flowers and books since today is my last day with them. life is weird, i am fortunate.
hey love you chloe.

just a thursday reflection on a wednesday night

yup, northfield. hey. town that i grew up in, lived in the same house until i departed for college, hung out with the same kids since diapers, saw the same faces for eighteen years. slightly steady lifestyle. but then i had a break from the ray of sunshine i call northfield and kicked it up a notch in new york city. people there--unforgettable. obviously. shout out to the fork, yo. my girls, love them love them love them. miss them, school, the city A LOT. anyway, you can imagine the plentiful differences between college and childhood, as with anybody. im totally straying away from what i wanted to talk about but dont really want to backspace, IM HUNGOVER. because of the fun i had last night--ok, we're back! (to the subject, and actually that's a theme for this post, being back) I am back. was back in northfield last night, saw the faces i grew up with, and had a blast. we have all grown up so much but stayed the same. it's funny how comfortableness doesn't falter with true childhood friends, no matter how much time has passed. i shouldn't say childhood and lead you on like its been years, we were hanging out through high school. but seriously, what am i talking about. i think it's just that last night made me appreciate three things (like really): 1) age, aging, the significance and the irrelevance 2) friends--we had fun as kids, have fun as semi-adults, and i have faith in the future 3) northfield, the vortex that can catch you off guard, for the better and for the worse. last night surprised me in the best way. THANK YOU LIFE.

no te preocupes!!

DONT WORRY
this blog will be primarily for documenting and reflecting on my travels in europe, which starts september sixth. so you have to put up with my rambling for now since i really don't have much going on ----YET!

just thinking

currently on my dad's dinosaur of a computer. it's speed is more than frustrating. not only because it takes like 2 minutes to load a page but because i find myself comparing it to the laptop that i used to have--MacBook Pro-- which was much faster and pretty much one of my, if not the most, favorite possessions. it's a tragic story and blurry story involving the last night at college, packing, possibly leaving my laptop case on top of my car or leaving it unlocked, theft or no theft, it was not in my car when i arrived at home the next day. i'm not really sure. this got me thinking about losing things important to me, things i claim to care for and take great care of. but why then do i lose them? do i really care? what do i care about? what is actually most important to me, in theory and in practice?
hm.
i hate losing things. even after telling myself that it doesn't matter, it's only material, it comes down to fault and dwelling on how much you have screwed up--the money you spent, or someone else's money that they spent on you because they love you-- now you are back at square one once it is gone, regressed to the person you were without this particular...thing. now im getting slightly sarcastic. and now im bored with this topic because shit doesn't matter.
i guess i just needed to vent about how much i hate losing things.

cherry

decided to pop my blogging cherry today in a slew of other technological endeavors. added several celebrities I do not know to my "following" in twitter. maybe it will be fun to read about them as I sit and get paid to watch 2 wonderful kids who really don't need my observation. its a nice day out but the computer took over.