I’m scared that this will be a repeat of the summer. And that’s something that can never happen. I’ve only just recovered from that all-consuming shitshow and I’m much too vulnerable to go through anything even remotely similar to that again. I don’t know what to do. I’m the happiest I’ve ever been but when I take a step back and put everything in context, it destroys me. In light of every past mistake, I’m still blindly trusting of people that I can’t objectively judge.
Last AKPsi banquet — when did we get so old? I still remember awkwardly making small talk and laughing at Andrew’s suit during Bid Dinner. What ensued was an emotional roller coaster, but we survived through it all. And now, it’s our turn on stage….listening our families’ grad speeches, watching ourselves on the slideshows, laughing through demits. Despite being the class crybaby, I never expected myself to tear up so often throughout the night. Thank you for an amazing 2.5 years.
I was on the verge to scream
When you wouldn’t scream
I don’t wanna be your
That you look and turn the pages of
Someone else that you’ll never love
Pictures of New York will always tug at my heartstrings. It began with a tooly quest during recruiting and intensified when I met him but I fell in love with this city of dreams all too quickly. Despite the heartbreak, I place none of the blame on the city. It will still hold irreplaceable memories and I can’t wait to return next summer.
Haven’t heard this song in ages but reading dedications today brought this back. Too many memories associated with this song…the first post-pledging case resulted in an extremely long night filled with crappy Chinese takeout, pink/orange themed slides everywhere, popping caffeine pills like candy, living on cheese sticks/blueberry waffles, starting our own plushie line for charity, heart to hearts with only 3 slides done at 4am,and finally turning it in 1 minute pre-deadline before walking home in PJ bottoms tucked into furry slippers.
I’m really going to miss AKPsi and college.
"Nothing good gets away."
It goes against the popular opinion, but that doesn’t mean we can’t believe in it.
Waking up to unexpected Thanksgiving texts made me realize that this holiday is more than just an excuse to pig out or a few extra days of sleep. I’m at a point in my life where the quality of friends matter so much more than the quantity. I truly needed a reminder of who the important people are in my life, and I really should try harder to tell them how much they mean to me. Goodbyes are never easy. I keep distracting myself with work as not to be reminded of the inevitable end.