well.
I don't really do the whole nostalgia thing so well.
But I've been thinking a lot about endings, lately. Senior year does that to a person, I suppose. Though I'm not even going to try and think about THAT particular ending, because, really, graduating will be fine. Wherever I end up, whether it's in Cali with Kathryn or North Carolina like I've always planned -- I'll be fine. I'll be working a lot, but I'll be ready. Leaving my roomies will be the hardest thing, though. Just thinking about it makes my stomach hurt, so I'm not going to think about it for at least six more months, deal? Deal.
Anyway, I weirdly miss someone I haven't talked to in almost two years. Someone who, the last time I saw him, could not even look me in the eyes. I...like really, miss him a lot. Miss knowing that someone really loved me. Miss having someone who loved to make me laugh.
It's sad when things are over. Good things, especially, are painful to let go and accept that they are never coming back.
But I've been thinking a lot about endings, lately. Senior year does that to a person, I suppose. Though I'm not even going to try and think about THAT particular ending, because, really, graduating will be fine. Wherever I end up, whether it's in Cali with Kathryn or North Carolina like I've always planned -- I'll be fine. I'll be working a lot, but I'll be ready. Leaving my roomies will be the hardest thing, though. Just thinking about it makes my stomach hurt, so I'm not going to think about it for at least six more months, deal? Deal.
Anyway, I weirdly miss someone I haven't talked to in almost two years. Someone who, the last time I saw him, could not even look me in the eyes. I...like really, miss him a lot. Miss knowing that someone really loved me. Miss having someone who loved to make me laugh.
It's sad when things are over. Good things, especially, are painful to let go and accept that they are never coming back.