Why am I writing in this thing? Seriously, I have no idea. I just felt drawn to this to write something.

I'm excited about this weekend. Even though my grad party won't be a huge turn out, I don't care. All the people I really care about are coming so I could care less.
I can't wait to see everyone. I feel like I've been cut from social contact since I graduated.
I still talk to people regularly, but I miss the familiarity of seeing everyone all the time.

It was the same way when I graduated high school. it took awhile not getting use to seeing everyone afterwards. I managed though. I'm sure it will all work out again.

Like I said, I'm soooo happy to see all my friends. I just found out yesterday that Kelly is coming for a visit so my whole dorm gang will be there.

Plus lola and Danny. So happy.

Also, my friend is sending me his brother's cd from his band, which I'm super excited for because I love his brother's music!!!

What else, my mom is moving. Yep. She just signed a lease on an apt. and so things are kinda crazy. She said there's an extra room if I ever decide to go with her, but honestly, I can't. I know some people might be mad, because of other situtions, but i know they understand that I couldn't do that cause she drives me nuts. I just need to find a steady job, save up money, find a roomie and move to Chicago. Everything is better in Chicago.

Anyways, I'm out. I have to wake up Rob at 10.

Cheers

So, I was lonely and sad and I decided to chance upon my old LJ and read up on some of my old posts.
It's 2 hours later and in that time I've: cried, laughed, moaned over my stupidity, and cried some more.

I can't get over at how the time has past. I literally shake my head in disbelief over all that has occured in my life. Especially the last 4 years.
Going to ISU was such a blessing, but also such an emotionally exhausting expirence.
Looking over those old posts reminded me of why I feel that about ISU.

I can't change the past. The damage has been done. The memories sunk into my head to survive the test of time. All I have is memories.
I'm so thankful I wrote religiously like I did. Especially during the times I lived in the dorms. It reminded me of why I chose the people to hang out with, whether I talk to them or not, the memories they have given me is something I hold so close.

It's so odd. How fast life moves. When were in such bad states of life, we pray that it moves quickly. When things look up we pray for it to slow down. We're never happy are we? I've learned from these posts it's best not to wish for anything, but just to live each day.

I laughed so much tonight. Here all by myself curled up on my couch. Those people who graced the pages of my LJ will forever be solifyed in my mind as people I'm glad to have come in contact with.

I'm done. I'll probably open up this LJ again in a year or so and take a look back. And smile. And laugh. And cry. And moan over my supidity.

Friends only!

Gotta be a friend to get the inside, if your not...well you can pretty much figure out what I think about you!

love,
kat ;)

P.S. no really if want to be my friend just ask!