Vacation was fun. My grandma has worked and lived in Boston for 17 years but I've never really gotten to walk around the city. I loved it, it was beautiful. It's the only American city I've been to that reminds me of the ones in Germany. It reminds me of Munich the most. I usually am not a big fan of cities but I'd love to live in Boston. I think I like it so much because it's so historic. It is one of the oldest cities in America, which isn't saying too much in the grand scheme of things, America really isn't that old. I hope to go back someday.
And we went to Rhode Island, like always. It's beautiful as well. The ocean was so cold we only could go in for a few minutes. We walked the beach wall and got ice cream and went to our favorite restaurant, Champlin's, like always. I got sunburnt, but I love the beach. I saw my little cousins, which was fun but tiring. Jason, the younger one, can't say my name, although he has a very impressive vocabulary for a 3 year old, so he just called me "Steve" the whole time. I guess it sounds a little like the end of my name....Jus-teen...steve...maybe.
While sitting on the beach wall one night I saw a shooting star. It was the second one I ever saw in my life and it was so bright, it was amazing. I made a wish that I desperately hope comes true.
I have this feeling that I am subconsciously pushing people away and I hate it. I feel like I'm making people upset and I don't mean to be, or people think I'm blowing them off or something. I'm not really sure why I think this...I think I'm just scaring myself and feeling guilty for things that don't make sense. I just hope I don't come off that way.
I just have to live it day by day.


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