Endings.

So.
My freshman year. It's wrapping up.
Working on this show was... indescribable. Not because it was so mind-blowingly awesome that i can't describe it, but because even during the times when i was bored or conflicted or jealous during this process, i wanted to be there.

I didn't really know that it was possible to meet people and then hang out with them for a little while and over the span of like a week or two become really good friends with them.

And I didn't even really feel the whole competition thing between me and her. It was just natural. Because I love her and she loves me and we're weird but we go together.

And now that its over.... who knows what will happen. I'm in the mood for a pumpkin. Like really.

Answer.

So that's that.

Face.

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr this sucks.

Tomorrow.

Plateau.

I've reached one. I don't mind waiting so much anymore. It's like a routine, and thinking about it is too. Plans, strategies... I've made them, so now when I think about them, there is nothing new to go over. So I don't think about it so much. I still do a lot. But much less. Much much less. But still. Get back here already.