The Time Is Near.

It's about to be that time of the year again. Finals. Christmas Eve. Christmas. New Year's Eve. New Year's Day. All in all, a new year to ring in. For once in my life, there are major changes that entail the next several weeks that are to come. For one, it'll be the first semester of college that I have completed. It also may be the first year that I don't spend New Year's Eve/Day with my parents (which is a HUGE step at the moment, since I'm only eigthteen). Oh, and I'm turning Nineteen on January! Although it won't be as sweet as Twenty and it won't even come close to Twenty-One...it's still another year that I will be grateful for and will rock.

So much has happened within myself since August, I can assure you most are great changes. I'm going to come clean and just say his fucking name because after all he isn't Voldemort. I'm over Andrew. And realized that you can have a summer romance and smile at it months from then and eat with it, too. I'm not at all willing to try it again because I've already been down that road and it is because I've taken so much from it. I've learned about the woman I am and will continue to be. There's just so much that I learned from that bittersweet experience, at the end of the day, I am thankful again.

San Francisco, the city that belongs to my heart. I feel so at one here. So peaceful and at place. People rarely feel this way about a place and I'm just satisfied at the end of the day, knowing that I'm sleeping in my twin sized bed, in this crammed apartment, in this cold, foggy city in the Bay. College is working out well, too. It's opened my mind to so many more possibilities that I thought were 'just dreams'. What I truly love about SFSU is that it asks me to make those dreams into a reality. And it's exactly what I'm going to do. A good friend once told me (whose name is Brendon Joshua), "San Francisco, where you're either in love or in the pursuit of true love". I must agree with him that I'm somewhat waiting for love. I'm not waiting for someone to sweep me off my feet or to realize that after 3 months or so that I'm the gal he'd want to marry some day. No. I want to be with someone who just wants to spend more quality time together. That's all. Sure, there's that part of me that beckons for quality romance, too, but if we really work at taking things slow and build a friendship for several months at a time--we will have all the time in the world for quality romance. Here, here, I'm not saying that Allie and Noah's romance lacked 'quality' at all but I'm saying they're fortunate. I've realized the situation I'm in. And I see that a term of "getting to know each other" period is completely worth the long term aftermath.

There's definitely something that's changed about me, my patience when it comes to waiting for something I want. Whether or not it does, I'm keeping my mind open and saving room in my heart.


Until New Year's...