Running. Always running.

There comes to be a point in life, when you can't run any more. your exhausted, weak, and completely out of energy. Then it happens. Those things you've been running from, they slowly start to catch up.

You start to find that you still aren't over him, no matter how hard you tried to make yourself believe that you were finally done.  You start to see the hurt in peoples eyes that you put there. Then you realize, you are about to put that same hurt into another's soul. All for this boy. A boy you can't even have. 

Do you ever learn? Will you ever learn to let go? Are you willing to turn around and face the fact that what you want is out of reach, and not what's best for you? 

or will you run? run until you can't anymore, when the process starts all over again. When you have to put yourself and other's through hurt over things you can't have. 

stop running. face it. he's not going to take you back. and things will work out. eventually. 

easier said than done.

right?

no one's got it all. sucks to suck. reality hits you hard bro.

Hey folks, it's been awhile. A very long while. I guess in college reality hits you hard. and you find less time to sit by yourself, and blog, write in your journal, or read a book for fun. it seems i have neglected these things for far too long.

these things can't be neglected any longer. i need to find a new stress reliever. since i have been grounded from running, for who knows how long. blogging and journal writing used to serve as a stress outlet. it helps to write. most of the time.

now are you ready?

ready for the story, that's causing my hair to fall out. making me have restless slumbers. leaving me wondering, why? why do i do this to myself?

because it's coming. when i can figure out how and where to start.

rainy saturdays in college.

-mornings in providence hanging with my aunt, and cousins. and hemming some pants for her friend. and being a mooch and using her washing machine.
-hanging pictures on my wall. while tori created art.
-running.
-having a naked face. woot woot! no make up!
-watching movies with the roommates.
-swooned over that one guy.. in C3. (:
-and of course...

chillin in my snuggie. 

i love college (:

football games.

first football game. (: it was a blast. spending quality time with the roommates. having some awkward moments, that tori and i decided where ment to be. seeing him, that boy i'm in love with. i'd almost forgotten the way hy heart accelerates when i see him. and how i get so weak in the knees my legs actually start to shake. it had been so long since i'd seen him. i found i miss him terribly. and my poor roommate, bless her, she had to put up with my melt down. as i cried because i miss him. and i'm going to miss him even more when he leaves on his mission. what am i to do?

yeah this post was supposed to be about the football game.. but. i guess seeing him was the best part of the game.

i take that back.

when the ref got wrecked by an incoming football player. that was the best part of the game. 

sleep? what's sleep?

i've found in college, you don't get much sleep. You stay up late, and wake up way to early. Cheers to four years of being sleep deprived! 

it's a monday.

I survived my first day of college. And mother would be so proud to know I didn't even have to use my tomtom (Stella) to find my classes. I didn't get lost once. And let's be real that's a miracle in and of itself. I found I like this college business a lot more than high school. Done with school at ten thirty. What's not to like? Although I'm not so sure I'm gonna like my math class so much. Not that it's math, which is a big step for me. But because that one girl I grew up with, that I hate, and thought I'd never have to see again,  is there. What are the odds that she's in my same math class. I mean honestly it's a curse. Also because I'm in the stupid kid math class, that means there's lots of creeps. Including the death eater. Yes you heard correctly. There is a death eater in my math class. He even has the mark. So i'm scared one of them is gonna creep on me. 

friday night extravaganza.

friday. was spent...

-going to class.
-going to work.
-having a slight meltdown.
-bonding with the roommates.
-laughing so hard because we're all tired, brain scrambled, crazy students.
-talking to harry. weird things legitly happen in our apartment. he really lives here i know! why else would we hear a crazy dance party up stairs when no one is up there?
-quoting this video. it kills me.


also fav quote of the day.

tori: "how long do you have to read that book?"
bre:"until i finish it..."

i guess you had to be there.