This Sunday August 1st will be a both sad and happy day. Happy because I get the keys to my townhouse. Yes, that’s right- this little Latina is going to be an independent woman. I will be living with two former classmates who by the way are probably the most understanding and uncomplicated girls I have ever met. Needless to say, my father isn’t too pleased. He still lives by the old school mentality that a girl should live with her parents until she is married. Unfortunately for my daddy, I am not your typical girl. This little Pisces needs to swim and I know this change will be good for me. My mama on the other hand understands that I need this experience to mould me in to the woman I will be. My mom raised me like a Spanish boy- which means she liked doing everything for me. I am 22 and she still likes doing my laundry, so obviously I need to grow the hell up! I obviously will miss my parents soooo much but they literally will be living about 5 minutes away, so it’s not like I strayed too far.
So with this exciting move, what will be sad about Aug. 1st? Well, you see I live in Canada which means we get winter. I hate winter more than anything else in this world. I literally feel like my soul gets swept away with the blistering winds and harsh freezes. The beginning of August means summer is almost over. The heat and long days will be stolen from me once again. So August, I ask of you this: Please stay beautiful, please don’t run away too fast and please continue giving me a kick-ass summer!
