seasons changing

Taken back during Thanksgiving in my mother's bedroom in Worcester (suburb near Boston).

It's summer time now.

I've started by internship. It's so good to step out of the classroom, out of parsons, and get into the real world.

I can really say that this is what I want to do with my life: design, computer graphics, product development, marketing, and advertising.

For the longest time, I had no idea what I wanted to do when I grew up. It's so good to finally get it. I used to think, "OMG, I love fashion," when in reality, I don't know shit about it. I like shopping... that's about it. And I can't stand when people say they are obsessed with fashion... really all they do is just shop. Okay, I like spending all my paychecks on clothing, purses, and shoes... but that doesn't mean anything. I'm clueless about the whole fashion world. I don't hate it, but going to design school and New York has made me realized that it's something I'm not interested in. 

I wish summer was like it was when I was a kid. I would have NOTHING to do. I would just watch movies, go to the beach, hang out with friends, hang out with my brother, live in my bathing suit, go on trips, and just bum around and do nothing for three months; no work, no school, no internship, no nothing.

I guess it's a sign of growing up: when summer isn't "summer vacation" anymore, but when it's just a season.

On the bright side though, Willie (boyfriend) is coming next week.

I can't wait for him to just move here already. 

At the end of July, we're planning a big trip: 

July 28th I fly to Denver

July 30th His family built a lake house in Missouri and always go for a week in the summer and invited me so we're driving there

August 4th Willie and I drive back to Denver, while his parents stay in Missouri

August 5th Willie and I fly to California

August 9th I fly back to New York and Willie flies back to Denver

He moves to New York shortly after, around August 15th-20th.

The near future is exciting.