... I love making titles. It's fun! This one's from a Katy Perry song and it's sooooo true. I feel like all the life's been sucked out of me but by some chance, I'm still here. The question is: Is there life after love? I guess there is. I mean it's a helluva lot harder but I'm still here.
Not much has changed. I'm still grounded and will be for the forseeable future. I may never get my phone and computer back, but I'm okay with that now. This week has been pretty okay. I got to hang out with my friends all week. And although I didn't get to *talk* to him, I got to see my boyfriend... The only thing is that I miss my online friends... So Peach and Ahmed and Kathykinz, if you happen to read this, I'm still alive babes :)
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Saying Goodbye
My boyfriend is moving to Holland! And I'm in a helluva lot of trouble! What else is new? Just about everything under the sun has changed since the last time I blogged... Everything except for the fact that I'm madly in love with my sweetie! I don't know how this is gonna work out, but it will! I refuse too give up on something tht just started. Five months ago, I was a completely different person. I've changed. A lot. Mostly for the better, although many would disagree with that statement. The point is that there is no way in hell that I can go back to the way it was before. And the thing is that I'm not sure I would go back to the old me even if I had the chance to do so.
Part of my English exam yesterday was to write two paragraphs on something involving how my year was. I chose to write about the hardest part of being a freshman. Schoolwork didn't make the cut. Neither did boys or even eating disorders... The hardest part of being a freshman was growing up. It's hard growing up and at the same time, staying true to yourself. Hell, it's damn near impossible in my book! But somehow, I survived being a freshman. And I will survive the next three years. I will. I will. I will!!!
I'm gonna miss him, though. Like I'm going to miss being able to see him. I'm going to miss his voice and omg! I'll die without being able to look into his eyes or feel his touch. But I know that I can't die. I promised him that much and I intend to keep my promise. I intend to keep all my promises. I guess in the end, this will work out the way it's supposed to be. Hey as long as God's on the throne, I'll be okay. But I'll miss him so much. Guess I'll just have to grin and bare it for a while... For three years.
Part of my English exam yesterday was to write two paragraphs on something involving how my year was. I chose to write about the hardest part of being a freshman. Schoolwork didn't make the cut. Neither did boys or even eating disorders... The hardest part of being a freshman was growing up. It's hard growing up and at the same time, staying true to yourself. Hell, it's damn near impossible in my book! But somehow, I survived being a freshman. And I will survive the next three years. I will. I will. I will!!!
I'm gonna miss him, though. Like I'm going to miss being able to see him. I'm going to miss his voice and omg! I'll die without being able to look into his eyes or feel his touch. But I know that I can't die. I promised him that much and I intend to keep my promise. I intend to keep all my promises. I guess in the end, this will work out the way it's supposed to be. Hey as long as God's on the throne, I'll be okay. But I'll miss him so much. Guess I'll just have to grin and bare it for a while... For three years.
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