Hey everyone. Its extremely late, especially for you Michiganders, but I'm pretty much done with the homework that has taken up about 90 percent of my day today.
"Really?" you ask. "Could one really have 5 straight hours of accounting homework in one sitting, and just beginning only their second week of school?" Yes. And your an ass for rubbing it in my face.
This weekend was pretty fun. Didn't do to much on Friday. Said goodbye to most of my family. My mother kind of choked back on her tears when she told me about keeping in touch. She didn't cry last year. I wonder if she's as worried about me as I am.
Saturday was wicked awesome. We played tennis, went swimming, I got extremely sunburnt, then Jacob and I went downtown to my cousin's football game, then to a friend's house for a good party. I think the weekend's are going to be so much more of a survival thing for me than they were last year.
Today, like I said, I did homework. We went to the Holy Cross dinner as Jordan's guests, and we probably made the unlucky gentleman who sat with us feel really bad. I could not help but cry everytime Jacob muttered something under his breath. That was probably one of the best dinners I've had in a long time. And I'm not talking about the food.
I was thinking about some people that I used to be good friends with and, obviously, the case is not the same anymore. Like any other person, I creeped on these people's pictures, and all of them seemed to be very happy. I could not be more ecstatic for these people, and though they might feel sad about our friendship's sharply declining, I'm glad people move on like they do. The topic saddens me, like most things that I write on here, but I find it safer than trying to connect again with these people. Its been too long.
But then I'm reminded of a quote that one of these friends once told me. "People are put in and out of our lives for certain reasons." I was blessed with this quote last summer, when I stupidly believed that I would be easily forgotten once I left for school. What I loved about the quote was that it didn't mean that people WOULDN'T forget me...sometimes its possible for you to not be as important to a person as they are to you....but that everyone you will ever come across was supposed to be there, and no matter how they affected you, they served their purpose. It doesn't matter if it was not enough, too much, or not the way you wanted it to be...that's just how things work out, and it's life...in general.
Well, like I mentioned before, its gotten pretty late and if I'm going to get any sleep its going to be right now. Glad I got to be philisophical for the first time in a while. Goodnight.
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