First things first, there's one thing I must say:
Human kryptonite does, in fact, exist.
So, to all you people out there who think that it doesn't, think again. Living proof, right here, right now.
Now that that's out of the way, it's been a minute since I was last on here. Fun little mishap with a lost password, forgotten email... etc. The usual. Bleh. Anyway, for anyone who doesn't know, I'm moving back home in May and you can pretty much all thank yourselves for this. If it wasn't for everyone in Edmond that I talk to, friends, interests, considered family and such, I wouldn't even have considered the idea. I'd be renewing my lease at the beginning of May and settling in to withstand a very long and boring summer in Stilly. So, cheers to all of you!
With the move back, I'm also transferring to UCO at the end of the semester. The only thing that kind of bothers me about this is the fact that the campus is smaller and a bit more confusing (in my opinion at least). But I was there on Monday, walking around their equivalent of a student union and I felt really at home their. Like I told Hagrid, it's as if I was meant to leave Edmond, to go to Stillwater, to find myself, to really begin to figure things out and become comfortable with them, define myself in a sense, and then I was suppose to move back. Like the only reason why I was suppose to leave was that, that's it. No regrets cuz that's certainly what I did and, despite my low-ish GPA, I've figured out what I want to do, what's going to make me happy and it isn't what I originally thought. :P
"Now if she does it like this, will you do it like that? Now if she touches like this, will you touch her like that? Now if she moves like this, will you move her like that?"
Cookie is being stationed in Japan for three years. I can't quite put my finger on the reason why this upsets me so much, but it does. Just like it did when I found out he enlisted. But, now that I've sat back and gotten over the initial shock of everything, if he's happy, I'm happy. It's his life, he's the one who has to live it, not me. I just worry about him a lot more than I'll ever admit and hope to God that nothing ever happens to him. I don't know what I would do without him.
Anywho, my concentration levels have completely gone out the window and, before I go on about anything else that I would -love- to talk about, I need to be able to phrase it properly. So, more to come at a later date.
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