| Current mood: |  contemplative |
| Current music: | Everything, Avenged Sevenfold |
A month of contemplation
I hate it when a month goes by, and nothing interesting has occured to speak of. I've been going to class, working my little buns off, and haven't been sleeping much. Not so much for lack of time, but lack of ability, I guess. Having problems with sleeping sucks.
In two weeks, it will have been 10 months since Doug and I started dating again, but it doesn't even feel like half of that has really gone by. I guess what makes it feel like that is the fact that 8 months of it was a distance thing. Which completely sucked. When we started dating again, I didn't think about how hard it would be to mend a broken relationship over the phone, knowing that we'd be able to see each other only once every few months. I think that we did surprisingly well, however. We're still trying to work some things out, and learn about how we've changed. I, for one, feel like I've become a giant mess, and anything said to the contrary is rarely accepted. I also feel like, around Doug, I become more carefree and childlike again. I'm not always a huge fan of my childlike demeanor, but I do love that carefree state.
I feel so different when I'm around him, and not a bad different. When I look at him, I can imagine spending my life with him.
Until that day, I'll just keep plugging away at life. Get good grades, work for minimum wage 5 hours a week, and be, overall, very happy with life.
I've been more optimistic lately. Viewing life in a whole new way. Introverted optimism is kind of cool, I like it.
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