Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end
I know I just used this subject pretty recently, but it just seems to fit again right now.
So we broke up. And right now I'm crying because it's over, so my mom is thinking that it's worse than it is as she leaves for town. But really, I am thinking I've already been through worse in my life. Because every day that I didn't see him, I've been fearing this happening or fearing what'll happen when I go away for a week and fearing that things wouldn't live up to my expectations and a million other things. So now, look at it this way: I don't have anything left to worry about.
And really, I just had the best conversation with him that we've had in a long time. Albeit over AIM. In the beginning he said he wanted to call or something, but I told him he could do it over AIM if he wanted, because I kind of guessed what was coming. It's been done. But anyways. It was, in effect, the smoothest breakup I've ever been through. I think. But the point I'm trying to make is, the prospect of being friends over time is a very good one. [I know I've written in my Livejournal before that staying friends with exes is simply not possible, but since then I've learned otherwise.]
Oh, P.S. speaking of all this stuff about ex-boyfriends... I've now gathered a whole set of pajamas. Boxers from Karl, t-shirt from Brian, PJ pants from Matt. I feel so experienced... :]
Sooooooo.... about some other things that have also happened in my life. On Wednesday Lucy and I did our own Butte to Butte. Photos on Facebook. But basically we walked like thirteen to fifteen miles. In between frolicking, sitting down, eating, photographing, etc. Once we had walked all the way across town we called Mimi because we didn't know how to find the trail to climb Spencer Butte. Then after we finally climbed the final Butte we called her from on top of it and she gave us a ride to Sean's house when we climbed down. Andy isn't even in town, but she is still giving us rides and taking care of us as much as she does when he is here. What a great woman. I want to make her a card or something. But anyways, our feet were so sore after that whole ordeal.
Katelyn and Shelby's party is tomorrow night. Then after that, it's off to Diamond Lake for almost a week. Which I think is going to be really good for me right now. I have good books, writing to do, a song to finish learning on the portable keyboard, and of course, a hot body to tan. I also am planning to bike around the lake a lot. There's a nice trail, and I remember doing it with my parents when I was younger. I think it's about twelve miles if I remember correctly. And I want to do it maybe every day [we'll see if I actually end up doing it every day...] but anyways it will good for me both physically and psychologically, I feel. And just doing whatever I want for a period of time. Me, me, me. Self indulgence. You know... my motto.
She may not be the world's solution
but she's a world-class revolution
So we broke up. And right now I'm crying because it's over, so my mom is thinking that it's worse than it is as she leaves for town. But really, I am thinking I've already been through worse in my life. Because every day that I didn't see him, I've been fearing this happening or fearing what'll happen when I go away for a week and fearing that things wouldn't live up to my expectations and a million other things. So now, look at it this way: I don't have anything left to worry about.
And really, I just had the best conversation with him that we've had in a long time. Albeit over AIM. In the beginning he said he wanted to call or something, but I told him he could do it over AIM if he wanted, because I kind of guessed what was coming. It's been done. But anyways. It was, in effect, the smoothest breakup I've ever been through. I think. But the point I'm trying to make is, the prospect of being friends over time is a very good one. [I know I've written in my Livejournal before that staying friends with exes is simply not possible, but since then I've learned otherwise.]
Oh, P.S. speaking of all this stuff about ex-boyfriends... I've now gathered a whole set of pajamas. Boxers from Karl, t-shirt from Brian, PJ pants from Matt. I feel so experienced... :]
Sooooooo.... about some other things that have also happened in my life. On Wednesday Lucy and I did our own Butte to Butte. Photos on Facebook. But basically we walked like thirteen to fifteen miles. In between frolicking, sitting down, eating, photographing, etc. Once we had walked all the way across town we called Mimi because we didn't know how to find the trail to climb Spencer Butte. Then after we finally climbed the final Butte we called her from on top of it and she gave us a ride to Sean's house when we climbed down. Andy isn't even in town, but she is still giving us rides and taking care of us as much as she does when he is here. What a great woman. I want to make her a card or something. But anyways, our feet were so sore after that whole ordeal.
Katelyn and Shelby's party is tomorrow night. Then after that, it's off to Diamond Lake for almost a week. Which I think is going to be really good for me right now. I have good books, writing to do, a song to finish learning on the portable keyboard, and of course, a hot body to tan. I also am planning to bike around the lake a lot. There's a nice trail, and I remember doing it with my parents when I was younger. I think it's about twelve miles if I remember correctly. And I want to do it maybe every day [we'll see if I actually end up doing it every day...] but anyways it will good for me both physically and psychologically, I feel. And just doing whatever I want for a period of time. Me, me, me. Self indulgence. You know... my motto.
She may not be the world's solution
but she's a world-class revolution