Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts

Saturday, December 20, 2008

when you feel your heart overflow

Oh, the state of elation that this unison of hearts achieved
I had seen, I had touched, I had tasted and I truly believed
that the light of my life
would tear a hole
right through each cloud that scudded by
just to beam on you and I

I feel like life opened up last night! Had a conversation with the bossmen that I had wanted to have for over a month but just couldn't bring myself to do because I kept thinking "I just need to get past this week and then I'll feel better and won't want to bring it up anymore." WRONG!

wrong wrong wrong Hanna!

I was wrong. I relied on the arrogant assumption that I was unbreakable for the first 21 years of my life, and then met my match. I am most certainly NOT invincible. For me, it took a ballsy and hasty move 3,000 miles away to realize I was being an idiot. And I must say, I hope you don't ever have to feel the way I've felt throughout my realization of it. I know it has been incredibly hard to listen to me, but you all did (over and over) and I am saying THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart. Especially Franklinvillies/Fredonians that stayed up late with me, bought plane tickets to come see me, texted me every day to make sure I was doing fine, and mailed me totally pointless cards once I had an actual address. I will never meet another group of people like you.

No more beating-around-the-bush, I'm MOVING HOME IN MARCH! I celebrated last night and felt totally giddy. And met a man at the bar from Buffalo (I was introduced to him as, "a bigger bills fan than him" which is so untrue, but whatever haha) that hugged me and kissed me and said, "I've never met anyone here that was as awesome as the people I know from Buffalo." There is some sort of weird alliance that Western NY forms. Haha we get picked on for being poor and ugly and cold and WE LIKE IT. And you know why? Because we have Mighty Taco.

My mother is so excited she can't even handle it.

Possibilities on where to go and what to do are very wide open right now and it feels great! Buffalo is not the plan forever, but will be the immediate solution. Laura and I are going to move in together, we already started looking at apartments. Did you know that for half of what I pay now, I could rent a 3 bedroom house on a residential street? How AWESOME IS THAT. Especially cause I'll probably be flipping burgers to make a living for the next year cause Buffalooove has a terrible job market HAHAHAHA. Not really. I'll just live in a box on the street.


Life is back to being p e r f e c t =)

MP3 [Spin Doctors - Jimmy Olsen's Blues]

Thursday, December 18, 2008

just watchin my multiple video uploads at work haha...

*whole lot of stuff needed to be deleted. sorry!*

The trip to Boston & NYC was a breath of fresh air. I took one step outside of the airport in Boston and felt like a new person. Who would have thought that cold, dreary weather would make me the happiest little girl on the planet? Haha it's funny how you miss things you used to dislike. And even more funny that I felt more at home for those 5 days sleeping on guest beds and couches than I ever have here with my own apartment and belongings.

It was good to see Scott. I love that there are people in my life that I can go over a year without seeing and then fall right back into place with like it's been a few days. I hadn't seen Joey since early May before I left Fredonia but the same goes for him. I missed him. I had a good time roaming around the city and talking about absolutely nothing. And Boston, from the tiny piece that I saw, is fuckin awesome. I want to go back ASAP and explore.



I bought my flight home as soon as I got back to LA; I get into Buffalo on the 23rd at 5pm. My mom was ECSTATIC to know she could pick me up from the airport, it was so cute. The other day I got home and she had FedExed me Christmas cookies. If that's not love...

MP3: [Fleet Foxes - Ragged Wood]
-still not over them after my last post