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God, I love the fact that I name my posts after the first random phrase in my head.

After a kinda… Bad nights talking to Sara, I think we can make it through this all. I dunno, it’s just been me because I’ve been kinda emotionally distant the past few days and unable to give her all the caressing and loving words and all those little things that she’s come to expect from me. I’m sure we’ll be fine… I know it; I mean, I love her so much that this means nothing to me in the grand scheme of things.

Was hanging around the lounge tonight after homeworking… Kristin was playing cards with some guy Mike from 6th floor who used to live on this floor and is friends with a bunch of people here so comes down here. (Run-on, yeah, I don’t care, it’s 1:15am and I should be asleep.) Hung out with Adams, Mackenzie, Josh, and Neel, for a while before they kinda just decided to leave and go to sleep or do their own thing… Kevin came in and started a conversation with me (frankly I was just thinking of leaving the room because I was bored up to that point) about the Philippines and Spanish (he lived in Puerto Rico for a while) and all kinds of random shit. Apparently he knows some guy/girl who like… Well, let’s give you a situation:

So two brothers get married to two sisters. So basically the family is superrelated. Now, that just blows the mind thinking about how the whole in-laws thing works because everybody ends up being really tight and stuff. But here’s the kicker: imagine the kids of those two couples and the cousins of them. The whole superrelated thing would mess up one generation in the sense of the “second cousins” rule of interbreeding. (If you think about it, your cousins from the other couple have way too much genetically in common with you because your dads were brothers and you moms were sisters. The stengthened similarities go down the line, heh.)

And yeah. It blew my mind because I’d thought of situations like that, but never actually believed it to have happened before.

And hm… Talked a bit about the schools we were from and our past relationship stuff. It’s weird to talk about stuff like that because everybody else has had more relationships than I have, more experience than I have… I suppose it’s a price I pay for keeping it real and being one of those long-haul relationship patrons. Or something. Quality over quantity, eh?

And it’s funny… Emilee randomly said something about just this year was something or another and that spawned about a realization of how far we’ve all come this year. Just thinking about who I was and where I was in January is just insane. Kevin had a similar “oh shit!” reaction like I did. To think that I hadn’t even applied to Mizzou and wasn’t thinking of it. To think of where we are now is just so cool; what a difference a few months makes…

Anyway, I gotta be awake in 6 hours for German and then my CS 1050 exam.

BTW, I updated the site stats.

I am Vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I’m right
I swear I knew it all along

And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself

So uh… The world is far too small and the connections I made at MSA are definitely showing.

At high school, Emilee was good friends with Ayn Sauer, the guitar-totting musician that everybody knew. Kristin, from Neosho, was really good friends with McKinzie Crews… I recognized the name immediately and was like, “yeah, I knew her.”

So….

I was browsing the MSA forum just now and just made a connection that made me say “holy shit” out loud and made my stomach churn. A three-AM revelation that made me ask myself “how the fuck did you miss that?”

McKinzie was Megan’s roommate.

Oh, the irony. Honestly, I’m over the past and I don’t really care too much. It just made me laugh that of the 300-odd people who went to MSA, Emilee had to be friends with perhaps the most popular and probably most remembered person there and Kristin had to be friends with my ex-girlfriend’s roommate. What in the world are the heavens trying to tell me? Laugh a little at my situation? (I’ll admit that I wasn’t proud of going to Mizzou for a while, but now I’m enjoying my time and my friends.) I’ll smile a bit more, if that’s what you guys up there want. *points to the sky*

On related MSA-people news, Dumpley (Sam I think is his real name? he’s Brett’s roommate) stopped by and said that he was from MSA and stuff, too. Now, I don’t remember everybody from back then, but yeah… That’s just ironic, too. That guy’s just… Weird and funny.

Kat Brodmerkle, who I didn’t know at MSA but met on the online forum is also around here and I see her going to or from class whenever I go to Calc. She’s pretty friendly, and though I didn’t know her at MSA, the fact that we both have a common experience to stem from actually acquainted each other pretty well. I suppose the same will go for Dumpley, too. I’ll talk to him about it sometime soon. I’ve heard from Brett that he’s a pretty good guy.

I’m surrounded by people I recognize. I’m surrounded by people who remember me more than I remember them. This place is my future and I’m surrounded by disparate pieces of the past, isn’t that cool? I’m thoroughly amused at fate.

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Sara and I talked at length earlier tonight over the phone and it made me really happy, the things we talked about. It’s so funny how she or I will be afraid of uttering a random thought about something about our future, and the other will force it out and prove that there was nothing worth fearing or worrying about. Just the fact that she thinks so much about our relationship and us together in the future… It just means a lot to me that she cares that much and believes in us that much, I guess… I love her so much… I don’t know what to say to really express that right now. (Maybe because vocabulary skills tend to die out after 1-2am.)

I can’t wait to see her tomorrow.

I dunno… It’s 3:15am, I must be awake at 10:30 and I’ve also been losing my voice tonight.

G’nite, world.