I'm moving up my grad school applications. I'm not waiting 8 months, I want to go in January. This is quite a decision seeing as I've had myself convinced that I was waiting. Now I have to hit the ground running to get applications in on time. I'm terrified.
Today was my birthday. It was simple, I spent it with two of my best friends, and it was wonderful. My family went to watch the sunrise on the beach. It will always amaze me how watching the sunrise will never get old. It's the best thing worth waking up at 5:30am. Then Justin and Dan got here and we spent the day doing nothing in particular. There was a day long game of nertz (in which they both stomped me), and some random movie watching (part of "Shanghai Knights," "Batman Begins" and then "She's the Man"), and cake, and just spending the last of our little time left. I wouldn't want to turn 22 any other way.
My best friend moves to Tallahassee tomorrow morning. I don't know when I'll see or talk to him again. When I look back over this blog I notice that I haven't posted much on the last few months I've had with him. I think it's interesting that I haven't adequately documented the last bit of a time I so desperately want to remember. And then I smile at the idea that I'm focusing so much on writing it down, as if not writing it down means it didn't happen, that I might forget to just enjoy it while it passes. I will never be able to accurately describe what the last 3 years with Justin and Dan in my life have meant to me. So much of it goes without saying - inside jokes, secret confessions, or even silent understandings. I love them both so much...
(The 3 of us at the BCM banquet sophomore year)
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