So what does ‘A Fabulous Mess’ mean? Well… I never seem to be able to take a direct route to anywhere. I never really felt like I knew where I was heading, and I never knew what I really wanted. Some would say that maybe I’ve made a mess of things because I am no where near where I thought I would be at this age and have never been able to make a decision. But, despite all the mistakes I know I have made, I also know that I wouldn’t change a thing. I’ve learned so much about life and myself through everything I’ve done, and, though I may have made a mess, I know that everything will end up fabulous in the end.



My boyfriend?

     Gulp.

      I’m not really sure what’s going on with me and the Englishman, but for the past month I haven’t been going out and stay home to talk to him on the phone. The trip is a done deal, I leave for Rhode Isalnd on February 29th and come back March 6th, and the only expense I had to cover was my arifare. Last night we were talking about him meeting my parents.

      I keep going back and forth between this being a huge disaster and my fairy tale come true.

     I guess time will tell.

     Anyway, just wanted to let you all I’m alive. One day I’ll sit down and go into some more details.


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