Coincidentally, today is a year past last year's Homecoming. Disastrous I know but I've turned it around I think. This year's homecoming was the best ever.
I'm sitting in my bathroom waiting for my hair dye to be done working so I can commence with my day. For school I'm baking a Halloween-ish cookie, writing my college application essay, and doing Biology junk. But TJ is coming over later which I like.
We're on a break now. I just needed some time to see if I can do things on my own, plus I haven't been truly single since I was 11. Yeah. I don't want to break up with him, I have zero reason to, but we compromised and you can read his side of things daily on thequasibreak-up.blogspot.com. I love him, I truly do, and I don't want to jeopardize what we have.
Still going up to UNC in two weeks, despite Graham's nasty comments about my opinions. He can act however he wants, say whatever he wants, but I know the truth. No one likes being shrinked, which is what I did, and so what he said to me has nothing to do with how right I am.
I love my job. I don't want to run out the door, I want to stay. The mom said that she may not go back to school after this semester, and I nearly cried because I love those two kids. Even the baby, and he's thrown up on me more times than I can count.
I'm signed up for the SAT and ACT on the first two Saturdays of December. Cannot wait. It's my first real step into getting ready for college, and applying is less than a year away. My life, my adult life, is so close I can taste it. And it is heavenly.
Also: I met Patrick Stump at a show he played at The Ritz. He was awesome and perfect, and he got me a photo pass so I could be in front of the barrier to take pictures. More to come. Maybe I'll make a photo blog somewhere...hey that's an idea.
Timer's up. What timing!
Love,
Caitlyn


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