hmm
i've been posting a LOT lately, it's weird. usually i write in my notebook thing but...i don't feel like writing lately, it's too personal and i'm not sure what's going on yet.
things are weird. like, relationship wise. i dunno. friends here, friends home, everything. it's so weird thinking about when i first got here, and how i was back with zach for i dunno, a week? and a rough week it was. i've finally realized how immature he is (or maybe it's that he's grown even more immature - i couldn't believe how he was acting at one point). i'm just...done with high school. done with home, i guess, ready to move on to RPI at least for the year. it's hard talking to some of my friends about how much i love it here, because i feel guilty that other people are having bad experiences. but it's also brought us all closer i think, in the expected ways and even in some very unexpected ways. anyway, i hope good things happen. megan told me everything happens for a reason the one night when i was breaking down about graduation/college/zach, and before that when i was confused about ethan...and waay before that when i was confused about nick. and as corny as it sounds, it really is true. we've been talking about religion and beliefs in general in philosophy, and i don't know why but that statement is so true...we just can't see why until after, and even if that's a cop-out i'm still glad for her advice. i just hope, hope that i won't need to remember that with this. because i really like him.
EgyptianSocca***: just be patient baby
EgyptianSocca***: quote from my mom
EgyptianSocca***: she's weird
i love him. we're pretty much brother and sister and i am so glad. i miss chris. i miss all of the davison boys, i miss mervet, i miss my friends. my family too, but not as much unless i'm actually home. i miss everything that i've known for the past 18 years, the comfort in being comfortable with myself and being myself and my friends knowing who i really am. it's hard to start over. i love it, don't get me wrong - it's just hard.
things are weird. like, relationship wise. i dunno. friends here, friends home, everything. it's so weird thinking about when i first got here, and how i was back with zach for i dunno, a week? and a rough week it was. i've finally realized how immature he is (or maybe it's that he's grown even more immature - i couldn't believe how he was acting at one point). i'm just...done with high school. done with home, i guess, ready to move on to RPI at least for the year. it's hard talking to some of my friends about how much i love it here, because i feel guilty that other people are having bad experiences. but it's also brought us all closer i think, in the expected ways and even in some very unexpected ways. anyway, i hope good things happen. megan told me everything happens for a reason the one night when i was breaking down about graduation/college/zach, and before that when i was confused about ethan...and waay before that when i was confused about nick. and as corny as it sounds, it really is true. we've been talking about religion and beliefs in general in philosophy, and i don't know why but that statement is so true...we just can't see why until after, and even if that's a cop-out i'm still glad for her advice. i just hope, hope that i won't need to remember that with this. because i really like him.
EgyptianSocca***: just be patient baby
EgyptianSocca***: quote from my mom
EgyptianSocca***: she's weird
i love him. we're pretty much brother and sister and i am so glad. i miss chris. i miss all of the davison boys, i miss mervet, i miss my friends. my family too, but not as much unless i'm actually home. i miss everything that i've known for the past 18 years, the comfort in being comfortable with myself and being myself and my friends knowing who i really am. it's hard to start over. i love it, don't get me wrong - it's just hard.