Happy Belated Blogiversary!

Well, as of 9/9/05, I've had this thing for a year. I came close to giving it up due to neglegance and difficulty in motivating myself to sum up the little stories in my life over and over again, but I kept this thing up anyway! Yay for not giving up just because it gets hard!
It's a help to be socialized once in a while. Last week I was graced by Michelle's presence for one day. We sat and had a long and meaningful talk about many things. It was good talking with her again, she's one of the reasons I would miss my home town. I was happy that day. Days later, Luan treated me to some Pho and 5 minutes of tennis, and some more nice conversations (he made up for not painting his room with me). He also rekindled my appetite for piano players. They rock my socks off. Friends did a big part in lessinging the suckiness the previous days had brought me.
Then this was a wonderful little weekend. Last of Alan's and my visits for the summer. Last weekend of the summer, really. It feels like Autumn's hit already. The weather got about 20 degrees cooler, the clouds are making more and more appearances, and it's raining on and off. Some of the trees are deciding the days are growing too short to hold onto their leaves (useless little fact: Trees know when to start losing their leaves not because the weather gets colder, but because the days get shorter). So Alan and I had a good weekend, enjoying each other's company, and being happy. I'll tell you, it's one thing for me to be happy, but to see someone you really care about so happy, that's when I really feel great. We watched some really bad movies via Mystery Science Theater 3000, ate some delicious watermelon, made some banana splits, listened to Lewis Black, took a walk through the forest; lots of fun things.
And now in four days I will be moving back to Western. Four days. Four. Days. That's crazy talk. Alan nicely worded this feeling a few days ago, I'll paraphrase it a bit. After waiting for something so long, counting every day that snail-passed by, thinking that the road looked longer the closer I was getting to my destination... suddenly it's just about here, and I'm like "What? Already?" Christmas happened like that alot for me. Still does, really. Every time Alan would visit or I would visit him, happened just like this. And now the school year's nearly upon me. God damn. You get so used to waiting, and then you don't have to wait anymore. I'm glad I don't have to wait too much longer, for sure. But still... weird. I'll be able to see the lovely little city of Bellingham once more, and enjoy the freedom and uniqueness of life that comes from Life on Western Campus. I look mucho forward to that.
So that's all I got to say now.
Except for one thing: if I get spammed again (*shakes fist and swears at such things*), I'm going to have to block off anonymous comments. Just a heads-up for those of you without blogger accounts--you may have to get one if you still want to add your opinions to my little collection.