Growing Pains

School is still going pretty well. I am so glad I switched into anatomy--it's so great! I have had a little homework, but not tonight thankfully! Today in English we had to write for 7 minutes straight. We had to start with When I write I... I had no idea what to wrote so I wrote just as randomly as I do on here. I told them...it...the paper...about all of you many readers haha. No, but seriously I said I like to write by blogging. Writing in pencil just isn't practical, my hand can't keep up...now my fingers their a whole different story. I had the worst hand cramps you can possibly immagine. You probably shouldn't say this on a blog, but right about now I'm having some pretty bad other monthly cramps.

So today in the hall this morning I was walking by and I saw my friend B. She's just a freshman this year. She gave me this look, that kind of look where you know something is wrong. So I said "B, What's up? Are you okay?' She stared for a second and then said yes. I said "Really?" Tears welled a little in her eyes then she came up to me and hugged me for a while and just said "Abby, I hate it here!" I told her I would give her a call tonight to see what's going on and maybe see if I can help.

Senior year is off to a good start for me. I am leaning heavily toward UK. My cousin, who is more like my sister, is not. She and I are super close. She had been town between UK and WKU as well. She went to tour WKU yesterday and is now head over heels. I'm not going to lie, the thought of being away from her for 4 years of college makes me want to cry. She moved away about a 1 1/2 ago. It kills me! I get to go see her in a couple of weeks though, I'm super excited. I really want her to be happy with her decision, but I'd like to get to see her everyday. I hope from now until about Dec. she'll really be considering each of them, unbiased. I don't think I'm likely to switch but you never know. I love her so much, and she will probably awe when she reads all of this but I just really hate the distance.

I know you have to grow up and grow apart sometime but it's not that we would lose our relationship, because we are family, but losing a frienship would be worse. That's like just saying your brother is your brother without being close to him. We have always been close so this just kind of breaks my heart. When we were on the phone just a few minutes ago discussing this I literally was about to cry and yet I was so angry. I just felt like there was nothing I could do, that this cause was hopeless. Things always fall into the right place eventually.

So remember my mention of Fallon in the last blog? Yeah well we're getting pretty tight.I hardly get to see her at school but I take her home most days. I remember riding the bus..I couldn't stand it. I absolutely hated it. Today we went to wendys and then went to my house to eat it. It's funny because Fallon hates girls. Like she doesn't like to have many as friends so the fact that she even likes me for a friend is odd. We have never fought or anything. We hung out at my house laughing and doing whatever. Talking about anything and everything. Then we went to get shaved ice. We went to Nick's because Fallon has a huge crush on Casey. We sat in my car in the parking lot listening to rap and dancing. All of the boys there were checking us out, it was so funny. Then I went to take her to her house and we had a great mixed cd in. When Taylor Swift's should of said no song came on we made up these movements and were cracking up laughing. I impersonated a screamo band and that just added to the laughter. Then we danced to I wanna love you. We swear we'll make youtube videos of it. Some how in the midst of that we ended up making up this really random handshake thing. It was the best therapy ever. I drove home smiling the whole way. I think I could hangout with her for days on end and not get sick of it. I may have a best friend :).

My dad is bringing home Penn Station--best place in the world to eat--so I think that sums it all up.

Growing up is tough and sucks. 16 to 25 are the most critical years of your life. You become who you will be for the rest of your life. You decide your morals, your political party, your relgious beliefs, your sexuality, your husband, your dreams, your job, and so much more. I'm at the beginning of creating myself and it is like being pinned between a rock and a hard place. Here's to hoping it all turns of for the best.

xoabbyt.