Boom, baby!

Hey lovers, I'm back.

Sorry I just kinda jetted out of here without much warning. I was in San Diego bidding Kristina farewell, since she is now living back home and won't be here to make me food or pay my bills and make me laugh.

Kristina was one of my friends, and since I only have three or four it's a big deal that she no longer lives here.

And it's nuts that I'm now the only one in Utah. I've had people ask why, and why won't I move back home, or blah blah blah. The truth is I like Provo. I think it's cute. And I love BYU. Love it.

San Diego was fun! I went kayaking and sailing with some friends in Oceanside Harbor, and there were sea lions swimming right up next to us! Sea lions are freaking huge and scary, I realized. I looove kayaking. I feel like I could be really good at it.

A few times crap happened (my moms car running out of gas, an incredibly epic hearts tournament) that kept me out of the house till the wee hours of the night, and I know it made my parents crazy.

I get in this super elusive mood sometimes when I'm back down there. I'll do everything you can possibly do in one day, then in the next i'll just sit home and read for hours and hours and there is nothing you can humanly do to get me out of the house.

Weird.
That place makes me weird.

But now I'm back in Provo, feeling normal, but lonely in this big empty townhouse. I'm moving to my new place in a bit. Wish me luck and decent carpeting.

lovelove
Brooke