-Alphonse de Lamartine
No other statement could so specifically capture my recent emotions. Tomorrow marks the day when two of the most beautiful, intelligent, inspirational, and, in other words, perfect people I have ever met pack up their bags and leave for university. That puts four hours and 200 miles between us.
That's what I'm finding stinks the most about this gap year I've got in my hands; all the people I've gone to school with and befriended and just gushed, gushed, gushed over are leaving to so many different places, while I stay here and look on. It feels an awful lot like those scenes in movies where a character's standing still and everything else around them is this fast, ceaseless motion of blurs. And we ain't even touched on how much I'll be missing these people!
I've cried my eyes all puffy and my nose all red (and runny), and boy, oh boy! will my heart continue to pine for those I've fallen for! However, it is selfish to want to keep your great friends in a strong grip when you know they're practically bursting with potential. But even knowing that, the situation sucks, and the only way it could suck more is if the situation were a vacuum cleaner or a black hole. See? It's even causing me to make bad jokes!
In other news of the day, I've been reading Wuthering Heights and just now I realized that I haven't had any dinner yet. I sound like Debby Downer's cousin, Bummed-Out Betty, but I promise I won't be in this rut forever, you guys and gals!
As a departing note, I wonder if quilting is a hobby an amateur can take up. I really want to make a quilt this year, but I've never picked up a needle and thread in my life, save for fixing buttons back onto jackets and things like that. Oh gosh... I'm already turning into a grandma in a rocking chair!
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