So i’ve graduated college. I’ve been to Europe, and now i’m back home.
Part of me feels like college never even happened; this feels so normal. RIght now i’ve just been having fun, hanging out with friends, going to the city, and enjoying myself. Soon i know that will come to an end when i really need to find a job.
There is a certain catch 22 i feel about a lot of things. Like not having a job is nice, i don’t have any place to be at any certain time, and i get to do whatever i want whenever i want. However, soon the money will run out, and even though i will have all this time, i’ll have no money to do anything fun with my time.
So as they say, all good things must come to an end. But for now, i’m going to enjoy my free time, and start looking for a job only when it becomes necessary, or when i get soo bored i’ll need something to do.
Being home still feels weird not being with Jason. I miss him so much, and i wish i didn’t. He was such a jerk at the end, and i feel immature. We have a mutal friend, one we both had met before we had actually met, and i hung out with her the other night and i didn’t want to ask about him, cause i didn’t know if i could handle it, but he came up and she had run into him at a bar. She said she asked him about me, but he didn’t want to talk about it…
I don’t know how that should make me feel, but it makes me mad. Like i didn’t mean anything to him ever. People tell me different things though that maybe he knows he was jerk, or maybe it’s still a sore subject for him. But for me… he is all i talk about it. I’m like obsessed. It’s been 4 and half months, and i’m still scratching my head wondering what the hell happened. I want to move on.. and i have a bit on the physical side, but definitely not emotionally. He is seriously what i think about most of the time. I think it would be easier for me to move on if i knew what happened.
Ughhh i was thinking i wanted to see him, but i don’t think i do now. I think i am just fooling myself into thinkin if i saw him something would change or be different, but somehow i don’t think it will. I want to move on, there is just this part of me that won’t let me.
I am having fun without him.. but i wish i were having fun with him. Like the 1 and half years we spent together i honestly think were good the majority of the time. Yes we fought, but i think that means we were passionate. If you don’t have passion, i don’t think you have anything. Yes there are other elements to a relationship, but if the fire is gone it’s boring. I just don’t know what happened. I know what he told me, but i don’t really buy it. I mean maybe it is just is issues and what he told me believes… but then i feel like how he is ever going to be in a relationship with anyone.
Ahh.. i think too much about this. I need to let it go. I just need to figure out how…