I always forget about, and then randomly end up coming back to xanga. It's been that way for years. Looking through here brings up so many memories, hell, I've had this xanga account since I was in the nineth grade... I'm in college now. It's insane. I spent the past hour or so looking around at peolpe I went to high school or middle school with, we all were in the same place in life, and then all of the sudden we were all in totally different places, states of mind, cities, colleges and universities. Remember when we first stepped into high school and thought it would never end, those four years would never end, and now they seem so long ago, so far away.

So, as I sit here being distracted from my psychology term paper, I wonder if maybe I should come here more often? hah.

I've fully over come to whole "break-up" process. 1year&7months down the shitter. 583 days thrown out the door.

live & learn.

I've happily moved on, as well.

I didn't go to the grad dinner dance, but I sure as hell partied like a rock star that weekend with my friends in a pent house suit in downtown vancouver. Who needs whistler when you can get drunk in a penthouse downtown? Less travel time equals more drinking time. Or so I've been told.

I have a whole new appreciation for the words "It lasted forever, and ended so soon".

Just like that it's over, it happened so fast, and so violently, it was so shocking and mind boggleing. I don't think anyone could have seen it coming. One minute we're together, the next we're not.

I can forgive, but I can never forget.

I forgot about my xanga for a very long time, and then suddenly I stumbled upon it and sat here reading each and every entry. It felt like I was stepping through a time warp. I first began writting in this journal in the 9th grade. At the time I thought of myself as being quite mature, grow up, I thought I'd seen and done so much, I thought the friends I had were amazing, I thought everything would always be as it was. I thought I knew who I was, I thought I knew where I was and where I was going.

I thought I had it all figured out.
Boy, was I wrong.

Which brings me to where I am now. I finished high school in February. I've been with my boyfriend Cameron since October 14th 2004. I've won and lost many battles, the most painful being with friendships. My true friends have fought through to show me who they are. My job as a receptionist is no more fullfilling that any other. I keep to myself as best I can.

It's come time to re-open the book and continue on chronicalling my life.