1 bad but 2 goods
bad news: i think my black journal was stolen. and it makes me sick to my stomach to think that *ANYONE* would take it...but i guess there is nothing i can do now....
good news: i got ANOTHER email that i was accepted to ANOTHER conference. this piece, i am 2nd author, but OMG. my career is finally getting started fo'realz.
hung out in east LA tonight...got absolutely no homework done, but i enjoyed myself! good food. good company <3. got to dance. bought some cute things. got to reconnect with some Harvard people...and it just reminded me that i have such an amazing community of friends. like...damn, are they really MY friends? so they are hooking it up with a free registration to this huge conference this friday. yay for networking! i love it...
i feel so much more free.
there are some moments here and there that i think of him. but then they turn into resentment...and i find myself asking, why did i let it last so long? why did i keep falling for his lies? i could have been having a happy life a year ago at the very least. i could have been with someone new. someone better.
but...better late than never.
life always got better every time i broke up with him, but i ALWAYS made the stupid mistake of going back.
ugh. never again.
on a brighter note, still can't wait for the weekend... :D
good news: i got ANOTHER email that i was accepted to ANOTHER conference. this piece, i am 2nd author, but OMG. my career is finally getting started fo'realz.
hung out in east LA tonight...got absolutely no homework done, but i enjoyed myself! good food. good company <3. got to dance. bought some cute things. got to reconnect with some Harvard people...and it just reminded me that i have such an amazing community of friends. like...damn, are they really MY friends? so they are hooking it up with a free registration to this huge conference this friday. yay for networking! i love it...
i feel so much more free.
there are some moments here and there that i think of him. but then they turn into resentment...and i find myself asking, why did i let it last so long? why did i keep falling for his lies? i could have been having a happy life a year ago at the very least. i could have been with someone new. someone better.
but...better late than never.
life always got better every time i broke up with him, but i ALWAYS made the stupid mistake of going back.
ugh. never again.
on a brighter note, still can't wait for the weekend... :D