i got hired at orange leaf frozen yogurt as shift leader. the store opens in less than 2 weeks!
im excited, finally i get to have a job that is low key and actually fun, and not totally bottom-of-the-barrel. all of my other jobs i was the at the bottom of the food chain. now i get to boss 16 year olds around. yay. i hear they do a lot of promotions, but im not entirely sure.
i loveeee froyo too. oh its amazing. the work shirts look cute too. c:June 15th, 2012
i love you!
8 days until i can say you’ve been mine for 10 months.
c:May 5th, 2012
Gavin..let’s take pictures together for onceMarch 21st, 2012
It’s funny how much things change. Part of me is happy and grateful I moved to Georgia, but I can’t say that all of me is. I miss Charleston. I miss what I had there. But had I not left, I would be the same person. I would still be involved with someone I wish was dead, and I would never have met Gavin. For that, I am grateful. He really keeps me going. I love seeing him when I wake up and when I go to sleep. I love the good morning kisses. I wouldn’t trade this life for anything. Not for the saltiest water, the whitest sand, not for the soft pretzels or fresh seafood. I’m so in love with this guy, it’s almost surreal. How something so perfect could be real, but it’s MY reality. And I am so happy. I still miss Charleston. I still miss high school. Sometimes I feel like I didn’t finish what I started. I miss the oboe, I miss band, I even miss orchestra. I miss French. I think maybe that’s why it’s my major now, even though it’ll never be the same. I think my love for music—and French, for that matter—stayed in Charleston when I left everything behind. And part of me feels bad for this, because I have almost let go of everything I used to love. I want some of that desire back. But I’m stuck in Augusta for the now, mainly because of school. But honestly, I’m not sure if I would leave if I had the chance.
I’m choosing to be stuck.
hi. this is gavin and allison. the purpose of this blog is to journey through our relationship, our love for each other, brookies, and for kittens.