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I'm so hungry that I can't tell if I'm hungry or nauseous.
Should probably cook dinner. And never eat yogurt for lunch again.
By this point you've probably figured out that my boyfriend is now my ex-boyfriend. (It's okay; hold your apologies. It's really okay.) I recently found something I wrote about him when we'd been going out for a little under a month and had been friends for about two and a half months.
I wrote it on the plane flying home for spring break, and I called him an "incredible gift I cannot shake from my mind even in sleep."
Now, those of you who haven't known me as long, who fancy yourselves in love often, or who have had several relationships, probably don't think much of that besides the fact that it's sweet. But those of you who have known me for a long time - well. You have a better sense of the magnitude of that statement. Of what would have to be occurring in my heart and mind for me to make a pronouncement like that. Of its total uniqueness in my life to date.
If I've had a relationship where I was at any time able to say that, and mean it; where I was able to tell someone I loved them with only a fraction of the terror I expected to feel; if I've had that relationship, then in what possible universe can I hold any animosity towards it, or have pain about it in my heart?
In other news, I like school. I really like Wuthering Heights, which I'm reading for Class and Gender in the Victorian Novel. I really really like medical anthropology, which I will hopefully study in Medicine & Culture. But most of all, I like boys who sing.
Should probably cook dinner. And never eat yogurt for lunch again.
By this point you've probably figured out that my boyfriend is now my ex-boyfriend. (It's okay; hold your apologies. It's really okay.) I recently found something I wrote about him when we'd been going out for a little under a month and had been friends for about two and a half months.
I wrote it on the plane flying home for spring break, and I called him an "incredible gift I cannot shake from my mind even in sleep."
Now, those of you who haven't known me as long, who fancy yourselves in love often, or who have had several relationships, probably don't think much of that besides the fact that it's sweet. But those of you who have known me for a long time - well. You have a better sense of the magnitude of that statement. Of what would have to be occurring in my heart and mind for me to make a pronouncement like that. Of its total uniqueness in my life to date.
If I've had a relationship where I was at any time able to say that, and mean it; where I was able to tell someone I loved them with only a fraction of the terror I expected to feel; if I've had that relationship, then in what possible universe can I hold any animosity towards it, or have pain about it in my heart?
In other news, I like school. I really like Wuthering Heights, which I'm reading for Class and Gender in the Victorian Novel. I really really like medical anthropology, which I will hopefully study in Medicine & Culture. But most of all, I like boys who sing.