Finals week was killer. 4 exams in three days is not really my idea of fun. At one point, I was sitting in a computer lab on campus at 2am, studying. My energy drink couldn't even help me in that tragic circumstance. But hey, I never once actually stayed up all night... so I guess I am making progress? YAY FOR BEING FOCUSED!
Dave's graduating tomorrow! I am so happy for him. I know he's worked hard to get where he is at, and he deserves every ounce of success. I can only imagine how emotional tomorrow will be, especially for him and his family, the people who have been there with him through the entire process. I've only gotten to see a little part of it, and I know it's a big thing.
I went and spoke to my counselor again today. I really like the lady. She's nice. She asks the right questions to make me realise where all my problems come from. It's not because I am psycho, or fucked in the head or anything... but I did have a few psychologically traumatic experiences when I was younger that affects everything from my ability to trust to my ability to be alone. She says I am really insightful, which means I am already on the way to healing, but at this point I just need someone to guide me in re-examining these feelings I have until I can finally release them.
That said, I really hope this all will change my relationships for the better. It's kind of a difficult thing, considering I have been so good at burying the feelings for so long.