Here we go again...
I've probably gained 10 pounds this week. I was this bundle of energy in Quebec City, but my inner hermit came out these past couple of days. It's been nice, though. Monday marks the last quarter of the semester and I can't afford to sleep in till one or watch four consecutive episodes of "Lost." The upcoming workload is insane. I'm dreading the to-do list, but I can't wait to be in Montreal tomorrow and see my friends. It's strange to go from sharing every.detail.of.every.day with these people to spending a week apart. I miss them :(
My anxiety over first year ending has become a reccuring theme in this journal. I'm not going to lie - the thought still scares the hell out of me - but I'm going to stop fretting about time (or lack thereof) and just enjoy myself and the incredible people I'm surrounded by. This is the time to solidify friendships and show certain people how much they really mean to me. I was a bit of a mess the week leading up to break, and I haven't had the chance to thank the ones who listened to me ramble for hours or edited my e-mails or played Jack Johnson when I needed it the most. And as for the the cause of my breakdown? He's not worth stressing over for even a minute. I wrote in an earlier entry that I could not predict how this would turn out and needed to just let things unfold. So, maybe I didn't exactly follow my own advice at the time but I will now! Don't get me wrong - I'm still very open to friendship - but I won't take it personally if nothing works out.
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My anxiety over first year ending has become a reccuring theme in this journal. I'm not going to lie - the thought still scares the hell out of me - but I'm going to stop fretting about time (or lack thereof) and just enjoy myself and the incredible people I'm surrounded by. This is the time to solidify friendships and show certain people how much they really mean to me. I was a bit of a mess the week leading up to break, and I haven't had the chance to thank the ones who listened to me ramble for hours or edited my e-mails or played Jack Johnson when I needed it the most. And as for the the cause of my breakdown? He's not worth stressing over for even a minute. I wrote in an earlier entry that I could not predict how this would turn out and needed to just let things unfold. So, maybe I didn't exactly follow my own advice at the time but I will now! Don't get me wrong - I'm still very open to friendship - but I won't take it personally if nothing works out.
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