i’m old enough that i come home for christmas. weird.
i’ve spent the last day pouring over my mumsie’s yearbook looking at 70’s fashion. i found out that what my mom wore as a senior in high school resembles my wardrobe all too closely. weird.
i’ve watched Devil Wears Prada twice in the last week and a half.Â weird.
i return to Germany in a week. i might be there for eight straight months before coming home again. weird.
i’ve had a justin timberlake song stuck in my head all day. weird.
i absolutely hate this entry, but am still writing because i feel horrid that it’s been so long since i wrote. weird.
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to try to redeem this rather sad and pathetic entry, i’ve stayed up until 1:00 am sorting through and uploading pictures so you can see a bit of what this time of the year is like in this house. weird.