Dec 13, 2007 02:25
....my sweet sweet love"
WOW.
It's been so long since I've written in this thing. No one really writes in it I don't think. I don't know what made me think about it and decide to check it out. No one has updated, no one has signed on, but I guess that's how it goes. You move on, right? Things get old and fade out of your life? We move on to other amusements [ie-facebook..] Anyway, I have moved on. I certainly have had interests, friends, amusements all fade out slowly over the past months.
I started college.
As a matter of fact, I've already gone through and completed my first semester. Is that how fast college is going to go? Semesters in a blink of an eye, one after another? oh man. I don't know. So long ago is the idea of high school. I do miss things though.
I miss it.
the friends.
he events.
the football games.
the softball.
the hot tub parties.
the innocence.
the curiosity.
the beauty.
But it's okay. I've learned so much since I've began this next chapter of my life, and I definitely found new loves and interests.
I love school.
the new friends.
the new events.
the bigger football games.
the crazy nights in your dorm.
the random knocks at the door. t
he movie nights.
the freedom.
the experiences.
the continued curiosity.
the beauty.
See? It is okay. I promise. Don't get me wrong though. There have been some difficulties. The change of location and absence of family. The distance between wyatt and i [yes, we're still together--over a year now!] The change of friends, finding new ones, letting go of the "old" It's going to be a good time though, I know it.
Home.
I'm about to head home on Friday for Christmas break and I can't wait. I'm going to be working at New Albany Country Club [I quit Max and Erma's..thank God] I can't wait to see Wyatt and be able to see him whenever I want. And I love Christmas more than anything and I can't wait for the holiday and all it brings. I can't wait for New Years either, my second with Wyatt. Going away to school gives me something to look forward to when I come home. It's nice to know you have something to look forward to and a place to go that you call home. There is nothing like home.
Bedtime.
I'm off to bed now, it was nice to write again though. All I have left to say is that my writing teacher would have a fit for my writing in this. But it's oh-so-nice to freewrite and not worry about comma splices or spelling or run-ons or passive voice. *sigh* Ces't La Vie. :)
Cheers Darlin'.