“Distance is not for the fearful, it is for the bold. It’s for those who are willing to spend a lot of time alone in exchange for a little time with the one they love. It’s for those knowing a good thing when they see it, even if they don’t see it nearly enough.”—(via yanrwtb)
It’s freakin cool. There’s always some party Thursday nights, some parties Friday nights, and a bunch Saturday nights. And I live right on the border of West Campus, where most of the parties are. And I found the lake where I can kayak and shit. There’s a cute ass food stand place with sushi and the BEST snow cones! Austin, be good to me. You have me for the next 4 years.
I like a guy who is stable with me. If you tried that much in the beginning, you should try that much more now. It shouldn't be a down slope. That just makes me feel like I'm not worth it or just easier.
A good friend once told me that it’s normal for that in a relationship. For a couple to get so comfortable that the effort isn’t there anymore. A lot of people come to him for advice. He told me that in all the relationship problems he’s seen, the guy would stop his efforts. I think at a point, both the girl and the guy stop. But one should try to rekindle that flame that was present in the beginning of the relationship. And when one does, the other should notice it. At the chase stage of the relationship, the guy would put in so much effort to get the girl. But once he gets her, he eventually forgets about that effort. He’s got her, what else is there to it? A lot. If you want to keep a relationship, you have to remember what you did to get it in the first place. Once you get a girl, remember how you got her. Effort should never end in a relationship. That spark from the beginning can always come back again.
There was a point in time, last night, when I really just wanted to leave everyone and get out of Houston to start new in Austin. I was just pissed at everything and wanted nothing to do with Houston anymore. But then I came back to reality and realized that I was just being stupid. Who am I kidding? I grew up here. I have my family here. I have my best friends here. I have my boyfriend here. Leaving him to go to Austin is one of the hardest things I have to do. During my senior year, I saw him once a week, maybe sometimes every 2 weeks because he didn’t have a car. This Summer, he got his license and I saw him almost every day. From seeing him 6 times a week to once a month is devastating. But he’s always telling me to be strong so I have to. I realized if I give in to the distance, it’ll weaken us. And that’s the last thing I want.
I’m leaving for Austin in about 3 hours. To be perfectly honest, I don’t want to go. I don’t think I’m ready. But I gotta do what I gotta do, right? :/ This is by far the most depressing day I’ve experienced.
I’m having one of the best nights of Black Ops of my life. I caught up on a free for all pretty quick. I won third place on a free for all and stayed positive all night. And I’ve been beating some of my boyfriend’s friends :) I’m pretty sure it’s because I started playing really buzzed lol. Thug lyfe.
“It’s gonna happen. You’re gonna wanna quit, not because you don’t love him anymore, but because it’s hard, but things that are hard are worth the effort. At the end of the day, we’re fighting for each other, for “us”, not ourselves.”—Kathy N.
I swear, getting me new school supplies is like taking a kid to a candy store. I love it. All the new notebooks and pencils and pens and cute pencil bags I get every year. The colored pens I buy for notes and shit like that. To top it all off, this year I get dorm supplies too! Weeee :3 And my mom and I just bought half of my dorm things today. I was so happy. She was basically just like “okay get what you want” and I was like oh gotdamn and ran around Bed Bath & Beyond like a wild man lol.
So I’m about to break my fast and streak of not eating for the past 22 hours with my mom’s nice cooking. Then I take a bite into my food and my teeth ache like a motherfucking fucker mcfuckfuck because I just got my braces tightened yesterday then I seriously started involuntarily crying for a little bit and felt like punching the fuck out of the wall. It hurts that fucking bad. Fuck you braces.
It’s that time of the year when everyone’s asking me "So when are you leaving for Austin?" I like that they care, so they know when they’ll last see me or when they’ll want to hang out again before I go. But it’s a constant reminder that I’m leaving soon. And the number of days I have left in Houston are decreasing. And I don’t like it. It really hurts to know I’m not going to be here any longer and I can’t do anything about it.