I had a Panera date with Johanna followed by a girl's movie night at 7 Hampton Court tonight. It's good to know that somethings never change. Something about girls movie nights is always so very theraputic. I always leave in a super good mood, yet reflective at the same time. Maybe it's just because I am an emotional mess just below the surface. No really, I cry in the car when I'm by myself and any remotely emotional song comes on the radio. It's a problem.

I need to be content. I am content, really. But part of me is ready to move forward. And I know I'll look back on this time in my life and wonder what my hurry was ... but I don't like to listen to logical future Mary.

Also the END of high school was four years ago. Ponder this ... it's weird, I know. Yet some awkward people still float on the outskirts of my social sphere. Disconcerting a bit. Also, everyone is growing up and it's gonna be veeery interesting to see how it all shakes out. If/when people start disappearing from the midwest part of me will die. No, I am not being melodramatic.

I miss college already. Someone distract me!

Okay time to go to bed because I am a real person with a real job.

Boo, you whore.

I've graduated and am adjusting to the 'real world'

More on that later ...