Fact: Sundays make me sad...

...because the day I have to say goodbye to Devon.

Why must weekends always be so short and go by so fast!?

"I've Found the One"

On any other given day
I’d sit and throw it all away
A life I wish I had, things were going bad
Finally that’s in the past

The sun is rising darkness falling
There’s your voice I hear it calling
I always watch you go, I never seem to know
What I’m missing without you

But now I’ve found the one, the one I’ve waited for
The one I love, just can’t stop thinking about
The only one, what would I be without her
She’s beautiful in every way
The sweetest thing and I must say
I’ve finally found….the one.

I love the feeling, I get when she’s with me
My tongue is tied, my fingers crossed, I hope she never leaves
And when I look into her eyes I know that I’ll be fine
Finally, she’s here at last, don’t need another sign

The sun is rising darkess falling
There’s your voice I hear it calling
I always watch you go, I never seem to know
What I’m missing without you

But now I’ve found the one, the one I’ve waited for
The one I love, just can’t stop thinking about
The only one, what would I be without her
She’s beautiful in every way
The sweetest thing and I must say
I’ve finally found…the one

—-

The most romantic thing a guy can do is play the guitar. And sing you a song. A song written just for you. While wearing a suit. After giving you a rose.

Sorry ladies, but I have the best boyfriend in the world.

Don't wish. Don't start.

Wishing only wounds the heart.

I swear...fate is almost always never on my side. You know that saying "anything that can go wrong, will go wrong"..yeah..story of my life. And I'm not just saying that. I promise...it's just how my life goes...and I hate it!

I could name off a list for you from college troubles to mother nature (from Aunt Flow to the stupid snow....I still blame those 7 mirrors I broke as a child)

For example. I have been looking forward to this weekend for like a month now.

Why?

Because it would be the first time in a month I'd get to spend a couple of days with Devon alone.

And of course...There's a snow storm to hit this weekend. Sure...I could have risked it, but I didn't want to end up getting stranded again...(another example...we won't get into that)

And so here I am...moping around feeling sorry for myself. Am I sad that I don't get to see Devon? Yes. Is it the end of the world? No. Do I hate that we are 110 miles apart? Absolutely. Am I strong enough to handle it? Most of the time. I never thought it'd be this difficult.

However...I think what I'm most disappointed in is that I seem to ALWAYS get excited about something and get my hopes up always to have them crushed and fall through. I guess that's the risk you take when being the dreamer that I am....

So as I cried for most of the day...I realized that a good cry can be good. It's been a long time and I had a lot of emotions and feelings and stresses and thoughts I needed to get out.

With that being said...I'm going to bed.

I'm back...

(...i like to use this as my venting place...)

I'm not sure exactly what it is i need to vent about...or how to put it into words exactly how I feel...Just all week I've felt like there's been something bothering me and weighing me down...i'm not sure what it is...or if I'm jsut sick of school and need a break or what...

I have that feeling...
-Where it's difficult to breathe
-i have that lump in the back of my throat
-my nose is tingly...ya know...like when you feel like crying.
-and all I want is a hug.

...it doesn't help when I dream of scenarios that I know won't happen like.."oh..maybe after his meeting he'll surprise me and stay here for the night..."

I'm so foolish.

I miss him so much when I'm not with him.

Ok. I'll stop being emo...i just needed a cry/vent.

Goodnight.

Goodbye Blogger

I've converted to Tumblr.

To anyone that ever read this blog (not sure if anyone did) if you want me i'll be at treestumpf.tumblr.com

kthxbai.

On a happy note.

I would just like to add a side note that I have the most wonderful boyfriend in the world. We just had our one year anniversary last Thursday. He surprised me Thursday afternoon with a dozen roses in hand. He also gave me a necklace with a goose on it...(because he calls me Goose)
<3
Yup. I'm in love.

Fact: I cry when I'm stressed.

And it's definitely that time of the semester where I'm officially stressed. Perhaps this is what they call senioritis? I am so over classes and the concept of school in general.

I can barely think of one thing that went right in my entire college career. Other than being in choir. I swear everything that could go wrong did go wrong. Just the fact of transferring schools, not knowing what I want to do with my life, not having my credits transfer, having to take classes that I've already taken, having transcripts sent to WRONG college (three times), financial aid issues, and having so many other little things just go wrong. Ugh. The only thing that went right was choir. If it weren't for choir and my fellow singers, I don't know what I would do.

And all I ever want is to listen to my boyfriend sing...

But like I said, nothing ever goes my way.
Story of my life..

Now, if you'll excuse me...