Saturday, May 05, 2007

twelve days.


i'll miss beer, minus the bear, briley and the sun on the porch. i'll miss tank tops in january. i'll miss looking out the window from my bed. i'll miss being bold or going home. i'll miss the forest. i'll miss video chat from 5 buildings away. i'll miss uncomfortable benches. i'll miss the lessons. i'll miss the horrible carpet. i'll miss first watch. i'll miss brendas porch that i've yet to sleep on. i'll miss my bed. i'll miss sex and city anytime i want. i'll miss running late to animal kingdom. i'll miss drive on. i'll miss being stressed about not being the best i can be. i'll miss missing you. i'll miss random rainstorms in 95 degree weather. i'll miss rude but funny leasing office ladies. i'll miss the shitzu downstairs. i'll miss marshas notes, kinda. i'll miss the powerade. i'll miss my 10 dollar patio chairs. i'll miss paws in the park. i'll miss berts lessons. i'll miss kitties. i'll miss lisa's baking. i'll miss super target runs. i'll miss ds challenges. i'll miss sushi and sake. i'll miss opening night parties with drunk writers. i'll miss the laughs. i'll miss the show downs. i'll miss spending time with myself at home. i'll miss laughing with frank onstage. i'll miss asking why it was below 70 degrees. i'll miss ice cream, ..., top model and american idol nights. i'll miss the feeling of taking off my costume after my shows. i'll miss working harder than i ever have before. i'll miss leaving the radio on for briley. i'll miss eating cereal for more meals than i can count. i'll miss walking to franks. i'll miss bahama breeze. i'll miss the fanciness. i'll miss kiwi, ruby, snickers, romeo, bailey and keiko. i'll miss thanksgiving with the goldsteins. i'll miss downtown disney's virgin megastore. i'll miss opening night parties. i'll miss opening night after parties more. i'll miss the green room. i'll miss secret santa. i'll miss the millenia mall. i'll miss bicycle rides into work. i'll miss the safari ride. i'll miss everest. i'll miss perkins pie. i'll miss icepacks. i'll miss alchemy. i'll miss chick fil parking lot extravaganzas until sundown. i'll miss flying up to new york for just a few days. i'll miss making unbelievable faces at nicole onstage. i'll miss the dippin dots store down the street. i'll miss 12 hour rehearsals. i'll miss crying in vocal rehearsals. i'll miss vanessa yelling in them. i'll miss looking at lisa offstage in tank 1. i'll miss sleeping on my futon. i'll miss the pageant. i'll miss why "it doesn't get any better than that." i'll miss surviving. i'll miss madgab. i'll miss roadtrips across the country. i'll miss the amazing clouds here. i'll miss overtime. i'll miss long olive garden adventures. i'll miss salsa. i'll miss a fat, chubby cheeked puppet. i'll miss photoshoots. i'll miss body for life. i'll miss snow in orlando. i'll miss hoop de doo. i'll miss sweet jerseys. i'll miss the ale house. i'll miss too much.

i'll miss some of the most incredible people in the world. i won't miss light duty. i will miss nemo, dearly.

i am excited for the journey ahead...