Europe.

I went there this past week. We flew into Frankfurt, then drove to France. I bought Lizzy stuff. One thing was sunglasses because Jim threw them in the pool the day before I left and I forgot to get them out, so sure enough by the time I returned they were gone. Damn pool guy.

After we were done with France, we drove along the border of Italy and ended up in Switzerland where we stayed in Interlaken for a night.

Ya know, I really don't have much to say about the trip itself, just how much I missed this place while I was there. I missed the friends, the girl, the house, the cats, the neighborhood, the people I can't stand, and I missed English.

I noticed that when I moved to Miami too. It doesn't matter how bored I am here, or how many people here that I hate, something about Flower Mound draws me to it. I love this place. I don't wanna be anywhere else. There are people here that I wouldn't want to see myself without. If I hadn't met Cody for instance, chances are, I'd live in Miami still. And if not, St. Louis. I also wouldn't know any of my other close friends. I really truly love this town. Despite how desolate it is.


Oh yea, I almost forgot. I also haven't slept longer than 4 hours for the last 4 days. I think I have insomnia. I also have the worst feeling ever in my throat. My tonsils need to be removed. Whenever I swallow, it feels like I'm inhaling a fork. And it's been like this for about...a week now.

K, that is all.