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You know, they say that "friends are forever" but I've learned throughout life that that's not really the case at all. People come and go. Relationships change. People change.
Last night was really hard because I had a falling out with one of my closest friends and I realized I hardly talk to anyone anymore. I'm really bad at keeping in touch with people and I learned that they only people I do keep in touch with are those that put in an effort to keep in touch with me. That's really a shame. I miss people. I feel so lost and disconnected. I wish I could have got an apartment with people because I feel so isolated on campus.
Everyone is "busy." Every time of year is "the busy time of year." School projects take over, or when people do have time they want to use it to relax. I'm guilty of all those sins as well.
I'm really not meaning this entry to be a sad one, but it is definitely coming off that way. The positive spin on things is that I recognize this issue. I'm going to put in more effort and I am going to have a fabulous summer and hang out with my friends and party all the time. I'm going to make new friends at summer conference and I'm going to visit Wrentham once in a while to see those friends. And we will have a fantastic time.
I'm really looking forward to end of the semester parties. It will be a big last hurrah. I can't believe this is my last semester before I go out to LA. Some of these people I may never see again. But again, I'm not trying to dwell on the bad stuff.
I feel as though this incident needed to happen. It slapped me in the face and we were really going separate ways. I'm trying not be sad.
There is light at the end of the tunnel.
Last night was really hard because I had a falling out with one of my closest friends and I realized I hardly talk to anyone anymore. I'm really bad at keeping in touch with people and I learned that they only people I do keep in touch with are those that put in an effort to keep in touch with me. That's really a shame. I miss people. I feel so lost and disconnected. I wish I could have got an apartment with people because I feel so isolated on campus.
Everyone is "busy." Every time of year is "the busy time of year." School projects take over, or when people do have time they want to use it to relax. I'm guilty of all those sins as well.
I'm really not meaning this entry to be a sad one, but it is definitely coming off that way. The positive spin on things is that I recognize this issue. I'm going to put in more effort and I am going to have a fabulous summer and hang out with my friends and party all the time. I'm going to make new friends at summer conference and I'm going to visit Wrentham once in a while to see those friends. And we will have a fantastic time.
I'm really looking forward to end of the semester parties. It will be a big last hurrah. I can't believe this is my last semester before I go out to LA. Some of these people I may never see again. But again, I'm not trying to dwell on the bad stuff.
I feel as though this incident needed to happen. It slapped me in the face and we were really going separate ways. I'm trying not be sad.
There is light at the end of the tunnel.