Sunday, February 11, 2018

Time passes and Updates

It's been four months.

I still think about you every so often. Even more so when my brain isn't occupied with other things. There's still so much I'd want to tell you. I want to know your reactions to so many things. I want to play games with you and have boba and chill with you.

This was the first new year that you weren't here with Brian, Amanda, and I. Usually we'd spend it playing games and having a blast (especially with you on an apple cider sugar rush), but this year? It definitely felt different. It might have just been me, but it felt like it was lacking something. We were lacking your energy and your laughs.

I remember when you taught me how to play SushiGo! I love playing that game now. I'll probably invest in my own set, mainly because every time I play, I'll think of you. Thank you for introducing me to that game.

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There are so many things I want to tell you.

Over November/Thanksgiving, I (not really I, more like a team of us) built my PC. Kevin, Joseph and Amanda helped out with that. Did I learn anything? Maybe. I would say that I learned almost nothing about putting things together, but I for sure understand how to do/fill out a rebate form. I guess the building a PC started off with Kevin lowkey complaining that my laptop sucks AND that he would keep unicorning (glitching like crazy because the connection is awful) across the map when we'd play Borderlands 2. Of course, Joseph also agreed that my set up was garbage, so I decided to build a PC. Kevin was the most helpful though, in terms of explaining everything and why we needed certain things. Joseph? Not as helpful, but you know how he is. Sometimes I look at Joseph like, "wait wat" and then he'll say something along the lines of "yes" or "exactly". Helpful, isn't he? Kevin, on the other hand, SO MUCH BETTER at explaining things. Thanks, my dude. You're the real MVP. Amanda and I just watched movies while Kevin and Joseph set everything up for me. :)

Thanksgiving was sort of weird in a way. To make a long story short, Kevin and I got together (shocking, right?), and, well, the rest is sort of history. We're doing LDR. We see each other from time to time, and we call each other almost every day. We're making it work, and we're making do with what we have, but I do really miss him (because I'm lame and I have emotions too).

Honestly though? I wish I knew how you'd react when either Kevin or I (or both of us) told you that we're dating. I wonder if you would have been surprised, or shocked, or been like "I KNEW IT". I'm curious.

Anyway, December rolled around, and well, I went through class; finished my finals. Got to relax. Kevin came up from the desert, and spent a fairly...social two weeks with me (sorry for making you go out so much, Kevin). He was here til Jan 2nd, and I was an exhausted and sad child when he left.

I'm not sure how I made it through January. Things happened. UOP campus tour, applied for a new job, and got it, bought plane tickets to the desert. I wanted to see Kevin before he flew to Florida, and I also really missed him. Spent a lovely 6 days there (honestly not enough time spent with him). Met new people, got confirmation I graduated, came back up to start a new job as a physical therapist aide.

I started my job last week Wednesday (the day after I got back), and oh wow. It's a lot of work, but I'm enjoying it a ton. I came down with the flu, so in total I've only worked a day and a half (three shifts). I'm rearing to go. I have work again on Monday (so, like, 15 minutes from now would be Monday), Kevin starts his thing on Monday too. I'm excited that we're both making strides towards something.

I wish you were still here. I wanted to invite you to my graduation (May 25th, Friday, at Avaya Stadium; you should go if you're free). It's free admittance, so come along. I'd like to have you there. I think Kevin will go if he can get some time off/if he's free. I'll be inviting Amanda and Brian too.

I hope you appreciate this update.

I miss you, Natalie.

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