I had to extend my trip home for 2 more weeks. I have a bunch of medical stuff that has to be done, and I am super bummed. I want to go home soon. I miss my bed and my life. I am having a nice time with my family, but I miss my life there. Scott and I will be here till August 15th, this will give me a whole 5 days to prep for my class. GREAAAAAT! Fuck.  I hope he remembers to bring my work stuff, so I can at least get some work done here. Anyway, Scott is coming in on the 30th, which I am so excited for. I miss him more than anything.  Between sulking over my doctors appointments, and yelling at everyone over my cramps, I have a fun filled 2 weeks planned. Lots of beach and museums and hiking.

Speaking of Scott, we just had our one year anniversary! Hurray! Love that boy. I think I love him more than I ever thought possible to love someone. Soooo uh cool.

I also lost 8 pounds!

I played my first show as Annie and The Heart Burglars, last night. We were super good! Too bad we opened for a million other bands, or in other words, started at 8:50. I am really glad a lot of my friends came, but I can't tell you how awkward it is, trying to channel Beyonce, when your only audience is your 10 friends staring at you.  We were good though, so that counts. When I get back from CA we are going to record, and play some mo.

Oh yeah, I am going to CA next week for 3 weeks. I can't wait to lay on my mom and dad. While there I also am doing like a doctor marathon/crusade/tour de fran/thing, where I see every doctor possible while I am home with insurance. I have had this cray cray bump in my arm for 2 years, finally they are going to take that bitch out. I am also going to get new glasses that are not scratched and do not fall off my face. I still have to transcribe while I am there, fuuuuuck, but at least I can do it spread eagle on my moms couch, eating M &M's. Oh, and I am excited to see some frieeeends.  It is interesting/funny/weird/boring though, everytime I am about to leave for a range of time, I start missing my house, cat, friends, and Scott. I like try to hug all of them. At least Scott is coming the last week! Hurray he gets to meet Nana!

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Today is my one year anniversary of moving to Gainesville! It is crazy how much changes in one year. It is also a testament to allowing change and your passions to lead your life. Before moving here a number of people, including myself, were trying to convince me to stay in California, that Florida would not fit, and I would mostly likely move back. On the contrary, because I moved anyway, despite my fear, I am the most content and fulfilled I have ever been! I have accomplished so much I cant even believe it. Let's look at my life before and after.

Last year:
1. Working at a job I  didn't love
2. broke
3. in and out of a unfulfilling relationship
4.  in and out of anxiety and mild depression
5. 10 pounds heavier
6. living in a expensive apartment in the valley
7. partying to much
8. playing in a band I didn't write the music for.
9. afraid to take chances
10. not doing my passion

Now:
1. Getting paid to TEACH SOCIOLOGY!
2. Not as broke, considering living expenses here
3. So inlove<333
4. anxious, but excited.
5. Healthier
6. Living in my dream apartment, with my little baby cat.
7. Great friends after only 1 year!
8. Playing my own shows
9. Pushing myself in my career. In one year I am half way done with my thesis, preparing my very own sociology course, writing for a number of online blogs ( and seeking more), and submitting MY WORK to conferences
10. Advancing as an adult person.


I dont want it to sound like LA sucks, because I also love my friends, family, the city. But for me as a person, because I moved here anyway, my life has changed astronomically. I moved here afraid and and without a clue of what to expect, and because I came with an open mind, my world changed. I am so thankful everyday  I am here!

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My loves.

Today I woke up and went running. I know I surprised myself. While I was running, feeling good, working through the hard stuff in my head, I realized something major. Usually I say what would Beyonce do? Or Bette Midler? or someone other than me. So as I was running, I began to say what would Annie do? Not like lazy Annie now, but the Annie that I want to be! Isn't that genius, what would my ideal self do in any situation? That is my new thing, whenever I feel lazy or worried or scared or mad, I am just going to say what would Annie do, and fucking do it.

How do I make myself get ready for Scott's family thing, when I can already tell this is a grumpy alone time day??