Once upon a time
(sighs)
I swore a lot of things to myself.
I swore I would never cut my hair past my shoulders ever again. BUT THEN Scarlett Johansen walked around with the most perfectly coiffed bob of all time and I went into my bathroom and chopped 6 inches off.
I swore I'd practice Just Dance and get sooo good at dancing and win all the time. That one definitely lost the fastest of all swears.
I swore at one point that I'd stop swearing (that kind) which is pretty laughable.
I swore that I was done with Selena Gomez karaoke. I'm not. Not even close.
I swore I would be the most supportive sister-in-law when the time for a new nino came. I wasn't. I was, because as a girl fertilized eggs are actually heart-melting, but OH MAN WAS I MAD AT HER for not even giving me a warning, just getting pregnant I wasn't even ready for this responsibility of being a supportive person!
I swore, up and down, inside out and right side in. In a box, with a fox in a train in the rain. I swore like the dude in Green Eggs and Ham to Sam I am that I would never, ever, not even once, ever, for a million dollars, ever, even once think about, ever, moving to the place called Provo.
Currently residing in 602 E 600 N.
It's Scar-Jo all over again.
I wish I could give a real genuine, strong response to the accusations of being unloyal (inloyal) to myself. But much like the time I swore I would forever hate Rocky Road ice cream (because ugh, almonds?), I got over my fears of hating something forever and now I'm in Provo and I eat Rocky Road and it's delicious.
And you know what?
Other than the fact that driving here is like Grand Theft Auto for some reason, (honestly would it kill the city to put in more than 3 green arrow lights total?) and parking is just like, Black Ops, and sometimes, after a three hour class I don't feel like waiting for a pedestrian to walk at the same pace Severes Snape speaks, so I honk to speed the process up. I'm the one in the giant metal vehicle but somehow they are fearless to the point of NOT EVEN WAVING to say "hey, thanks for not running me over just now. Classy move, you're a classy broad."
See how I was ready to wrap up but the driving situation warranted a tangent....
The point is, I like it here in spite of all it's Provo-ness.
