I can't wait. I'm so excited, I'm packing right now.
This year, in review, has been one large complex event. All roads lead to nowhere and everywhere at once. Each place where things could be different, you realize that it wouldn't be anything but what it is, no matter where it went.
I'm jsut hoping that summer corrects those things that need to be corrected, heals those wounds that are in desperate need of a soft touch, and allows for forgiveness to be given to those that need it.
I also hope that anger is replaced with humor, selfishness gives way to warmth, and spite is cleaved from the spirit.
I was just reminiscing with Miss Katrina about the differences between 1st semester and this one, and... they're amazing. For the first 4 months, this house was one community, all doors open to all, video games were played and laughed about, TV shows were shared, food was an excuse for community gatherings, and the kitchen a place of warmth and laughter. These are things sorely missed, and I'm not sure how they went missing, what sucked the life from this dismal existence.
I've changed. I know this. My heart is now more tempered, my romantic edge dulled and my defenses honed to a keen edge. Paranoia is my new friend, though I'm inclined to wonder- if they're really against you, are you truly being paranoid? Maybe realism is my new bed-buddy. Many of the people I called friends are now kept at an arm's length, watched and scrutinized for cracks in the remaining facade of friendship, while others have been brought closer by mutual loss.
Granted, there are many wonderful things come out of this year- I have friends I wouldn't exchange for the world, old friends become new, and memories with no equal. More trouble, more fun, more emotion and thought have been mine this year, how can you regret any of it? Even when things were horrible, D-Cubed ruled my days and regret my nights, there are memories and people I will never forget. Laugh and cry about, but never forget, and never regret.