So what happened to those blue converse?

Scrolling through my old blog posts I realized I started this blog when I had a shiny new pair of blue converse. You might be thinking, what happened to those blue converse? Who am I kidding? you're not thinking about that. Well even if you weren't thinking about that, I'm telling you anyways. I think they're in my closet.... or maybe thrown away. I'm not sure. I have a horribly messy closet and they were getting horribly old and got a mysterious sticky substance on the side of them. But, since then I have gotten two pairs of plaid converse and most recently, red converse(none of those high tops, by the way). I figured it would be very tedious to constantly be changing the name of the my blog with each new pair of shoes I get (I mostly wear converse; I am quite adamant about that), so my blue converse it is.

On a totally unrelated note...

Let's move to Spain... or France... or New Zealand... or Australia. As you can probably tell by my raving of target and adamant love of converse, I'm American. More specifically, Californian (as you can tell by my mention of Disneyland). I've lived my life totally normal, just in a plain suburban neighborhood. I go to school, go home, waste a lot of time, and hang out with my friends on Friday/Saturday and go to church on Sunday. As you can tell, quite monotonous. Satisfying to many, but not for the adventurous Annie (that's my name, by the way). I've started a drawing series called "Annie's Imaginary Adventures in Paris". I fell in love with the idea of France several years back and have dreamed of living there for a year in between high school and college ever since. After some consideration, I thought, why not Spain? Spain looks fun, my parents speak Spanish, we could have a bed and breakfast in Spain (My mother has always dreamed of owning a bed and breakfast and my cousin has talked of opening a bed and breakfast in France with all of the cousins and extended family). And if you own a bed and breakfast, then you can live there with your family and get to know all sorts of different travelers. As far as New Zealand, my mom is always looking at bed and breakfasts all over the globe and my parents visited New Zealand a few years back and fell in love with it. And Australia is just another passion of mine.

One can only dream