Hey there readers! It’s been a while since I’ve actually had time to share my own words, summer classes are a pain! Cue happy dance, I finished off the semester with a 4.0 GPA rounding off my total GPA up to a 3.03 being a transfer student is also a pain. Whether it’s fighting to bring your GPA up from 0.00 or actually graduating. I have 12 classes left and only 3 of them apply to my major, yay electives…not I just want to graduate. I graduated high school in 2009 aren’t I supposed to be graduating soon, isn’t that how a 4 year collage works? Only being one semester behind isn’t the end of the world, but then again it adds 7 months on to my long distance relationship.
Originally we planned on being long distance for a year and then I would move out there after graduating, but this is a serious kink in the plan. We now have 16 more months before I can graduate and put an end to being apart. Having to add on time caused us to reevaluate our relationship and if we are both capable of being apart for longer than we had planned. There was a lot of crying and a lot of misunderstanding, but eventually we decided that we are going to take one day at a time, keep working on our relationship, keep loving each other from a far, and if one day one of us decides we are no longer happy with this arrangement the other will understand as much as possible.
Doesn’t that kind of put a damper on things? It does, so I’m going to share my latest crazed idea! When I finally graduate, I want to get a tattoo to commemorate what I have been dedicating my life to for the past four years.
Our ancestors recorded these sketches to record everyday life never realizing that one day they would be considered art. Cave paintings were the beginning to a long, torrid, and on going relationship between creativity and history. Whether it is considered momentous or meager, without this beginning I would continuously be searching for my niche in the world. It means something to me. After all these years of wanting a tattoo I have finally found something that has meaning and longevity.
To add to all this awesomeness, Joshua and I will be reunited for my birthday is next Friday! Dinner, movies, drinks, water parks, and lots of cuddles! This will be the first time that I can’t snoop and figure out what my presents are, which he is incredibly excited for, being surprised will be cool though…I suppose. One of the days he works I’m going to teach his mom how to make pizza from scratch and in return be able to use her kitchen to make my birthday cake! Lemon and blueberries! Hopefully it will turn out as pretty as I want it too, a girl only turns 23 once!
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