
Having spent a day at home, I realized why I had so much fun living in Boston: Mattapoisett, MA sucks ass. There is nothing to do within a half hour's drive, and I'm not really close to any of my childhood friends. As such, I'm pretty much stuck at my house playing video games all day, which is great, but gets old after awhile. I'm currently playing Paper Mario (per my girl's suggestion), and Star Ocean 4 (because battle trophies are fun to collect).
In other, more exciting news, it looks like I'll be in LA from Thursday, June 10th to Sunday, June 13th to look at apartments. If you're in the area, call me up and maybe we can find a Carlito's to chill at.
I still haven't quite recovered from the shock of being done with college yet; it's weird that there won't be any more 5pm dinners, or that I won't be moving in with Brad, my Roommate Emeritus, in the fall. No more crazy bar crawls to Charlie's, Grendels, and our other favorite Harvard Square establishments, and I don't even need to mention the long-distance relationship I'm about to enter.
It's weird, because I knew that my time in college was finite and that life wouldn't be like this forever. Why then, is it so hard to believe that everything is going to change? I guess it's just so easy to get attached to what's going on in your life at any given time, and that makes it so difficult to change everything and move on. I'm also continuously amazed at how easy it is to forget how much friends and relationships mean to you until they aren't around anymore. Life is confusing sometimes.
Last but not least, I'll leave you all with a photo; photos are manifestations of memories, which are without a doubt among the most important parts of the human experience. No matter what happens, no matter where you are, memories are the one thing that friends can share forever: after all, all you have to do is remember them, right? :-) (Remember this picture?)
Wow, this post got really deep really fast. Thanks for reading, everybody.
Kathy out.