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Last Friday until now made this whole semester disappear.
All of the bad shit is gone, and all that's left is honestly happy memories.
I'm really glad I experienced all of this, and I wish that I had taken more advantage of it, instead of hating it so much.
Next fall will be better, I won't let things slip so easily.
I said that this year too, but I really mean it this time around.
I've spent too much time gasping for air, and not enough time just breathing.
I don't know if that makes sense to you, but it's pretty clear to me.
I've changed so much, and I've grown up a bit.
I've realized that I can be okay without my best friends around all the time.
And I've fallen very hard into really-like with this amazing guy who makes me laugh, and gives me butterflies when he kisses me (even when he then tells me that butterflies are poisonous and have no place in a human's stomach...stupid Biologists).
I've decided what I want to do, and I'm going to do it no matter what.
I really like feeling as though I have a purpose.
I got to see Andrea Flader this weekend, and for once, she cried and I held it in! And I missed her so much, but not in the heart-breakingly, sick-to-my-stomach way that I thought I would. And I suppose that's part of the growing up thing.
I saw my Boo today, and Jon and Cora as well.
I had dinner with my Dad.
I played with my dog.
I bought a new comforter for my house in the fall.
I paid my credit card bill.
I'm understanding that the simple, small things really do make me feel great.
AND I get to spend next Thursday night with my OSBs.
And I really couldn't be happier.
All of the bad shit is gone, and all that's left is honestly happy memories.
I'm really glad I experienced all of this, and I wish that I had taken more advantage of it, instead of hating it so much.
Next fall will be better, I won't let things slip so easily.
I said that this year too, but I really mean it this time around.
I've spent too much time gasping for air, and not enough time just breathing.
I don't know if that makes sense to you, but it's pretty clear to me.
I've changed so much, and I've grown up a bit.
I've realized that I can be okay without my best friends around all the time.
And I've fallen very hard into really-like with this amazing guy who makes me laugh, and gives me butterflies when he kisses me (even when he then tells me that butterflies are poisonous and have no place in a human's stomach...stupid Biologists).
I've decided what I want to do, and I'm going to do it no matter what.
I really like feeling as though I have a purpose.
I got to see Andrea Flader this weekend, and for once, she cried and I held it in! And I missed her so much, but not in the heart-breakingly, sick-to-my-stomach way that I thought I would. And I suppose that's part of the growing up thing.
I saw my Boo today, and Jon and Cora as well.
I had dinner with my Dad.
I played with my dog.
I bought a new comforter for my house in the fall.
I paid my credit card bill.
I'm understanding that the simple, small things really do make me feel great.
AND I get to spend next Thursday night with my OSBs.
And I really couldn't be happier.