Used To Be

It has been a year and a few months since my concussion and I couldn't express to you how much better that I have felt.

I feel normal again, and that is saying something. The recovery took quite a long time; more than I hoped it would.
As I recovered, as school continued, and social situations unfolded themselves, I was rather busy and didn't have time to keep this blog up-to-date. Now that I feel better, I can trust myself to multitask again.

These last two semesters went better than expected.
In Fall, my math hadn't come back fully, resulting in a C. I also had a bad teacher take over for our pregnant teacher, so there's that.. haha
Anyway, my GPA fell a bit and I was a little devastated. But I had to remind myself that it was okay because I was not fully back yet, and also that this is going to be my only C while I'm in college. Ever.

In Spring, I couldn't have asked for a better situation when it came to my classes. I finished off the year with a 3.8 GPA. I was very very close to a 4.0 but that doesn't upset me one bit when I look back and reflect on how far I have come from my injury.
I did lose someone I thought I could trust, though. You know, someone who shares a lot with you, is there for you, always invites you to movies randomly in the middle of the night, and someone who does class projects with you.

It kind of hurt, but when I think about this past year.. I lost people I had only been "friends" with for exactly 1 year. This definitely shouldn't affect me for much longer; especially when I am older and too busy to care about the little things that happened in college.
It has, to tell the truth, made me reflect on how I treat others. I fear I may have changed somehow and I don't really know what I have done that was so horrible that girls couldn't stand me.
Except for maybe the fact that I DO NOT understand women very well haha

All depressing notes aside, I did have a very enjoyable and eventful year and it was all thanks to new friends and my brain feeling better :)

I finally met a girl with the same name as me! It only took 20 years haha
It's kind of funny because we have the same name, same major, same math interests, and we met in the youth center where we go to Mass. I hope to get to know her better and keep in touch, if that isn't creepy. Is it? I am just excited.


This Summer, I made up for last Summer. I was able to be active, stay out late, and see a lot of people I missed out on Summers before. Here is a list of examples, not everything I did.

Family reunion in Texas
Many trips to the drive-in
Sea World
Disneyland
Comic-Con
Bike riding with my dad and uncle
Working out in general (that included running!)
Rock climbing with a crazy wonderful woman and her equally crazy and wonderful friends
Hiking at night (probably not going to do that again for a while lol)
and walking my pups Chico and Titus

Last Summer, those would have been nearly unbearable.


Right now, I have a couple weeks until I leave for school again.
I am packing early this time because I want to take less and plan better.
I'm nervous about having 2 roommates instead of 1 this year, but I am also excited because I just love school.
I ordered my books already! Jealous? :P
I am taking 4 classes this semester and I think you know what that means. If you don't, here's a clue: Many trips to Starbucks and the campus library!


The worst thing about leaving is the leaving part.
I spent a lot of time with loved ones and new friends. I hate leaving all of this behind, especially when I just met the loves of my life: a couple of my friends' babies! Hunter and Ajay. The adorable and newest additions to my family of long time close friends <3
Leaving my best friend is a pain in the butt, too. When it gets close to school time, he doesn't like me talking about it. I don't blame him; he's been through a lot while I've been gone.
But, as our close friends and some family ALWAYS point out, we're like an old married couple.
I do not see the end of my schooling, just 8 hours away, for another year being a problem.
We talk everyday, maybe too much but I almost feel like I never left and that's one of the best parts about leaving.