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best. movie. ever.
it's on TV right now, and i can't even begin to tell you how happy it's making me.
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| every Thursday, i work at the wellness center from 9 until midnight. after my shift ended tonight, i headed back to my dorm. each dorm has two towers, and you have to swipe your ID card to get into your tower. so i swipe in, walk the little hallway to the elevators, and conveniently enough, there's one already on the ground floor.
as i'm getting into the elevator, i see a guy just swiping his card. i decide to assume that he'll need the elevator, so i held it for him. i mean, it's midnight -- what do i have waiting for me upstairs, homework? yeah, not so much in a rush to get up to that. so i stood there holding the "door open" button for about 15 seconds while he walked over.
he'd seen me getting in and figured i wouldn't hold it, so when he saw that i was waiting for him, he looked completely surprised and ran the last few feet to get in. he thanked me profusely, and we proceeded to chat until the elevator got to my floor (it's the 4th, so it didn't take long). as i was getting out, i said "have a good night!" and he again seemed pleasantly surprised, and responded with a genuine "you too!"
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i LOVE nice people!
i only wish i'd gotten his name. and/or phone number.  | | |
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that is all.
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| i sighed as i pulled open the glass doors leading to the indoor track. 10:30 at night, and i'm going for a run? you've gotta be kidding me. but alas, i wasn't kidding. i placed my bag in a deserted corner and fished my iPod out, eyeing the other runners enviously as i placed the ear buds in my ears. look at them, i thought. they're all so much faster & more in shape than i am. i'm going to look like a complete idiot. i should just give up now. but no, i couldn't give up. i was not about to acquiesce to the freshman 15, and this was the only way to take a stand. i took a deep breath, started my "running" playlist, stretched a bit, and was off.
lap 1.
lap 2.
lap 3.
lap 4, 5, 6, 7, 8....
lap 11, one mile.
lap 12.
lap 13, 14, 15...
lap 18. my legs were like Jello. my lungs were burning. my glasses were sliding down my nose on the sheer layer of sweat covering my face. i felt like i was going to die.
the first strains of the next and final song drifted into my ears as i rounded a corner, gazing through the hurricane shutters at the black night sky.
"I always knew that I liked this place..."
i nodded to myself. yeah, i like it here.
"You don't have to look too far to find a friendly face."
i chuckled as i thought of my roommate, & my best friends that live a floor above me. so true.
"And I feel alive when I'm walkin' on this street. I feel the heart of the city poundin' underneath my feet."
my feet pounded the track as i ran. i took a deep breath, feeling air sear my lungs, my hair blowing back off my face, and blood coursing through my veins. i didn't feel like i was dying, i felt alive.
"Yeaahhh, let the world keep spinning round and round. This is where it all goes down, down, down."
i grinned, and silently sang along to the next line, feeling goosebumps race along my arms.
"That's why I love this town!
That's why I keep comin' round.
Say hey! (Say hey!)
Say yeah! (Say yeah!)
You make me feel at home somehow, right now.
That's why I love this town."
yes. i DO feel at home here. i rounded another corner, and again looked out the window at the Miami sky. if my old friends think i'm too far away to bother keeping in touch with, screw them! i've got a new life down here! a life, i thought as i smiled and picked up my pace, that is quite awesome.
"I've got some good friends here, I might've broke a heart or two."
good friends? absolutely. broken hearts? i hope not!
"It's gettin' loud over there, the boys must've had a few.
And there's a cop on the corner, he knows everybody's name."
well, it IS Miami!
"And a kid with a dream singin' for some spare loose change."
yep, we have those here, too. and future doctors, and lawyers, and teachers, and journalists, and politicians, and directors, and professional athletes...
"Yeaahhh, let the world keep spinning round and round. This is where it all goes down, down, down.
That's why I love this town!
That's why I keep comin' round.
Say hey! (Say hey!)
Say yeah! (Say yeah!)
You make me feel at home somehow, right now.
That's why I love this town."
two laps left.
"They're shouting from the rooftops, dancin' on the bars,
Hangin' out the windows, drivin' in their baby's cars.
You want it? You got it.
You ready? I'm on it.
Come on now, here we go agaaainnnn!"
for the first time in my life, i was "in the zone." i felt my adrenaline shoot through me, and picked up my pace yet again, feeling incredibly uplifted.
"That's why I love this town!
That's why I keep comin' round."
i closed my eyes briefly, and again got goosebumps as i silently sang along to the next few lines.
"No matter where you're from, tonight you're from right here.
This is where it all goes down, down, down.
That's why I love this town."
yes. it doesn't matter where you're from. New York, Massachusetts, Florida, Trinidad, California, Texas, England, China, Wisconsin ... we're all proud Miami Hurricanes now.
one lap left.
"Say hey! (Say hey!)
Say yeah! (Say yeah!)
I love this town."
faster.
"Say hey! (Say hey!)
Say yeah! (Say yeah!)
I love this town."
faster.
"Say hey! (Say hey!)
Say yeah! (Say yeah!)
I love this town."
faster.
"Say hey! (Say hey!)
Say yeah! (Say yeah!)
I love this town."
hair swinging, sweat dripping, lungs on fire, legs screaming in protest, but feeling better than i ever had in my life, i finished my run at a sprint as the final guitar rifs faded away. i grabbed my water bottle and drank like it was my lifeline. i took one final lap at a walk, feeling my heart rate slow down and relishing the feeling of my tired muscles, not a care in the world.
runner's high.
i love this town. | | |
| it sucks. it really, really sucks.
you don't really realize how far Florida is from New York until you move there. at first, it's just the place where your grandparents live. and they come up here every summer, no big deal. but now? when the vast majority of people i care about are still in New York, or New England? geez, there might as well be an ocean separating us. all of my friends have visited home already ... well, except the one that's in Italy right now :P. but seriously, there was one weekend when around 10 people were home. i can't even tell you how jealous i was! i miss seeing familiar high school faces. i miss hanging out with people i've known since i was 5. i miss my old inside jokes with people.
i'm SO ready to go home for Thanksgiving. i'm not even homesick, i'm just at that point where i need to be reassured that it's still the same as i left it. don't get me wrong, i love it here, and i love the friends i've made. but it's sooo different than home life was, and i've been away from it for so long. i just want a little taste of what my life used to be like.
i don't think that's really possible, though. i was rereading this (click) old blog of mine, and a really sucky fact hit me ... we still haven't talked. i texted her one night while i was at work, and we talked for maybe an hour via text, but then she didn't answer me, and the conversation completely died. i fucking hate it. we were BEST FRIENDS during senior year. i was there for her through so much shit, which she was very well aware of, and she thanks me by dropping our friendship the second i'm not right by her side anymore? super. glad to know what a true friend she is. -.-
on the other hand, some of my friends have been AMAZING. one of my lifelong friends and i leave videos for each other on facebook ... and not dinky little ones, either. i'm talking about 15 minutes of talking about nothing! lol. i love it, i really know she cares <3. i knew college would show me who my true friends are ... i just wasn't expecting the result i got, i guess.
i love this picture and the people in it. <3 | | |
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