All my friends are graduating, and I should've graduated last year.
But! December 2016, I graduate with my Associates. (I have to take six classes in order to graduate and I kind of hate myself for it.)
I honestly never thought the day would come, and it still feels awfully far away. It will be here before I know it, though. And then in the spring of 2017, I start at my four-year institution.
Not much has changed in these parts. Made some new friends, lost some friends. Some losses made me sad, and some losses made me say "thank fucking goodness."
I still struggle with writing daily, but I am done making excuses for not writing here. When I write, I write. And if I don't, so be it.
I'm still around, though.
This is fluff at best, barely worth reading, but if you read it—thank you. I missed you.
