i've always wanted to write in here, but what do i write? i don't even write in my livejournal anymore. i think about what i should write, but i can't extrapolate anything too profound.

i moved two weeks ago, and school started last week. i have two roomates. this is the second time in my life that i've moved. i'm actually living at college now. i transferred from a community college, so i'm a junior. i can't really believe i'm now at the university ranked by u.s. news and world report as the second best public university in the nation, so i feel very grateful, proud, and intimidated. it's quite a shock for someone who failed to get accepted at state colleges when she applied in high school because she barely graduated with a couple D's. i thought it was a mistake. this is also the most-applied-to university in the nation even though it's not ranked first. i'm enjoying being on my own, and i like the nightlife and the food. i can choose my own pace of life and i can change.

i just wish my boyfriend could come here instead of the university to which he transferred. since two days ago, we have been together for a year and six months. i guess i'll talk about him later. i want to rewrite the story of how we met. but we've been through a lot for a year. i cried the second to last time i saw him because i didn't want to be away, and he just held me and pulled me closer. he's so caring, sweet and gentle to me most of the time. i was afraid we would just drift apart because we won't see each other much and we don't have a lot in common, and i'm still a little afraid of that. but i shouldn't worry. i'll love him forever, even as we start new lives, since he was my first everything. he said, "don't worry. i won't stop loving you. loving you and being loved - it feels too good to stop." just because we're a couple hours apart and busy now doesn't mean we'll cherish each other less. i miss being close to him and i'll always be thinkinh of him and cheering him on. and if we can make it through these next two years, we can probably do anything. someday we'll live together, and i can come home to him.

good night; i have to wake up a little past 6am. have a great rest of the day or night :)