I usually don’t actually write anything on Tumblr and just reblog just about everything on my dashboard but it’s just one of those days you feel like writing in your diary. And since I’m too lazy to actually write…Tumblr will suffice. But these past few weeks have just been absolutely horrible. Consisted of no sleep, endless papers, midterms, and now rain…just great. But these past two weeks have been absolutely wonderful as well. Meeting new people, beautiful sunshine that lasted longer than I had expected, bonding with my friends at crazy levels, and meeting a new guy. I know it’s SO STUPID AND TYPICAL FOR GIRLS TO BE LIKE “OMG. NEW BOY. SO HAPPY. LIFE IS GREAT.” But…I can’t help it! It’s weird to feel like something is actually of importance when it comes to guys. I usually talk to people I know I can grow no attachment to, a guy who is as ready to be in a relationship as the weather in Washington is ready to stop being just rain. I don’t like anything serious because I’m already serious enough for the rest of us. I don’t like commitment, I don’t like feeling I have to be considerate of someone else’s feelings. I like worrying about myself and that’s it. But then it got me thinking…I don’t even worry about myself. I worry about nothing. It’s like I have no feelings. I have become so desensitized by all this shit in the world that I forgot what it’s like to actually have feelings. But this past couple months, talking to a guy everyday that actually wants to hear about my day or how I’m feeling or how my test went that day, is refreshing. I don’t know what to feel or how to act right now but I’m learning and not gonna lie…it’s freaking hard. It’s a challenge that I’m willing to accept though and am so happy to be happy. This is probably all over the place but that’s because so is my mind. DEAR GOD, I have been losing it…but enough of me spilling my feelings out there for once…it’s weird.