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Thursday, January 8, 2009 | 5:05 PM | 0Comment Hey Internet. So, I decided, I'll be okay. I'm still kind of devastated about moving, but I realize it's something I can't control. We went to see the house we're gonna rent, and it wasn't bad. I didn't hate it. It was actually kind of nice. But it just didn't feel like home. And then I thought about it, and really...this house may seem like home now because of all the time spend in it, but without all our stuff in it, it will just be an empty house. I was talking with my other best friend in Science today, let's call her Jazz. She said the house she lives in now didn't feel like home when she first moved in. In fact, she said she hated it. But now, she said she couldn't imagine living anywhere else. I guess after I get settled in, it will feel better. I'll still miss this house like crazy, though. I think there'll always be a part of me that will. Anyway, I decided I needed to cherish the last moments I have with this house. I have four days left, and only two nights left. The thought of it makes me want to cry, but I don't want to be sad anymore. That's not how I want to remember the last days in this house. I want to get through it like normal and remember that I came out alright. I also wanted to put lyrics in this entry, this song has helped me through the past few days. :] "Change" by Taylor Swift And it’s a sad picture, the final blow hits you Somebody else gets what you wanted again and You know it’s all the same, another time and place Repeating history and you’re getting sick of it But I believe in whatever you do And I’ll do anything to see it through Because these things will change Can you feel it now? These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down This revolution, the time will come For us to finally win And we’ll sing hallelujah, we’ll sing hallelujah So we’ve been outnumbered Raided and now cornered It’s hard to fight when the fight ain’t fair We’re getting stronger now Find things they never found They might be bigger But we’re faster and never scared You can walk away, say we don’t need this But there’s something in your eyes Says we can beat this Because these things will change Can you feel it now? These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down This revolution, the time will come For us to finally win And we’ll sing hallelujah, well sing hallelujah Tonight we stand, get off our knees Fight for what we’ve worked for all these years And the battle was long, it’s the fight of our lives But we’ll stand up champions tonight It was the night things changed Can you see it now? These walls that they put up to hold us back fell down It’s a revolution, throw your hands up Cause we never gave in And we sang hallelujah, we sang hallelujah Hallelujah xo Hopeless Romantic Labels: freshman year |