text to bryce.
Brie: I'll bring it up next time I go to the doctor, okay? We'll see what's up. Well, I think you'd be a good CEO or just good at business in general. You're really good at talking and you're so smart. I think you definitely can do anything you set your mind to and I'm excited to see what you do. Just know, whatever you choose, I'm going to stand by you and be proud of you, love. I'm not necessarily surprised that you want to go to school near me, I'm just glad...and excited...like...we're planning a future together. That means so much. I mean, I'll be an adult. My mom can't necessarily stop me, but I'm pretty sure if all else fails, I can do some convincing. Aweh, babe, don't diss my bed. It's comfy, and I love having you in it. I'm also really glad that you want to talk about it. I think we should get a super comfy queen sized bed...and do like a minimalist gray, white, and black color scheme in our room...maybe get pillows with our initials on it...like one with a G and one with a B...and we should try to get a place like...in an art district...with music scenes and museums and places nearby. That would be so nice.
Bryce: I'm sure I could. I only asked because I thought maybe you knew some other major I could like that I've been missing. But both of those things are needed in every job there is. Connections are vital so the way you speak and present yourself is too. That's just all of life though. That's why I don't have any interest in enrolling as an undecided major. It's stupid and your virtually wasting your time if you don't have direction. Thanks though. I guess. Two years into it. I'm applying to different schools too. I just will probably go with NYU. Your bed is the worst bed I've ever dealt with. I'd be down with the monotones. I can see you liking the arts district.
