Week by Weak

I'm almost tired of my routine. I'm home now, and enjoying every minute of it, but know soon that I'll be leaving my girlfriend and family and heading back up to school. Now don't write me off and out yet, or at least leave the stamp off for now, because you need to hear me out. I love school. I've found my calling already, and I'm loving it. It's been a great experience and I've made so many new friends, but the fact of it all is, I miss my family and Marina. With good reason for both I think.

If that face isn't enough of a reason then you have permission from yourself to exit this window, but I can't help but miss her.

I guess it's moments like this that really bring me to my knees. Just cruising through Virginia with her, doing whatever she had planned anyways. I would have never thought we would have ran into these massive beasts while dropping off a fondu kit to her friend. Thanks to my trusty pocket cam I was able to catch her with the mammoths. I love her face, and the face that the mastiff's leg is actually bigger that hers. It's amazing to me, the size of these animals (and how cute Rina looks with them).

So what is my solution? What do you do when you're down, but you know the good is in what you're doing? I have to go to school, and I love it, I really do. It's been such a good experience for me. The friends I've made there are among some of the best people I know. But that doesn't change the fact that my only contact with Rina for a month or so at a time will be a small, simple device that only shows her picture when I press the speed dial and doesn't exactly feel like her hand when I grab it to get her attention. Even though the phone provides an instant conversation tool, it just can't suffice this situation. It's so much more soothing when she's gone after the sound of a car door slam rather than a phone click.

Last semester I didn't set any goals. I pulled what my friend James would call a "trial semester". Not that I did bad, but I didn't do what I could have. I'm going to study, workout, shoot, and eat (more healthily) more than I did last semester so I can have a more successful four months. I suppose really that's not long at all, but when it comes down to each week, it seems an eternity when I'm missing someone as bad as I know I'm going to be Rina in a few days.