Commentary on the Past Entry

Thanks for the comments you guys. I could have just responded in a typical manner, but this way's more fun. :p

The thing about the 2001/2002 entries is that I was in such crazy situations that, if I had the choice, I'd consider going back to my younger self and saying "THINK about what you're doing!"

But how was I to know how things would turn out?

Virginia Intermont DID seem like a great school, and even if I had taken the time to talk to some of the students there, chances are I would have still gone. Most people there enjoyed the atmosphere and loved the professors, although I have read on some horse-related message boards from other people who left there because they, like me, hated both of those aspects.
I really wish I had had the courage to say "Hey Mom and Dad, maybe I shouldn't transfer, maybe I should come home for awhile because I don't actually know what I'm doing in school anymore." But I was too afraid of letting them down and of seeming that I *didn't* know what was going on with my life.

Then the next year's entry. . .oh man. I *was* taking the semester off, partially cuz of confusion with school and partially cuz I was at a rock-bottom point lifewise. Most of you already know the Damian story, but the short version is this: he was a pharmacy student at Brooks that I had a major crush on. We talked and occasionally had lunch together during our breaks. I stupidly agonized over asking him to the Ben Folds concert because I was afraid to, unlike how I am now (haha). And he couldn't go. Rich and I ended up dating soon after though, and *we* planned to go to the concert, so at least that much worked out. Ultimately I found out that Damian was *engaged,* though he apparently told no one the entire time he and I were chatty. I found it impossible to ever hold a grudge against him though, because I am positive he meant well. I was NOT a very stable person at the time-- I had gone for outpatient treatment for my ED and other things in September, and since that time I had stopped all my troubling behaviors nearly 100%. They didn't do a very good job of teaching us what to DO with all these emotions we had all spent so much time covering up, so for the first time in a long time I was really feeling angry, sad, happy, etc. Getting anymore into it would be better in ICA, but that's the short version. Anyway, he was a really nice person, and put up with me amazingly well while I was trying to figure out how to be normal. :p

Random note: apparently someone Rich is friends with at work KNOWS Damian! I guess they go hiking up in NH or whatever, which doesn't surprise me since he was always into doing that type of stuff. And of course Rich mentioned to his friend that I had had been crazily infatuated with him. It's not like Damian probably didn't know that though, hehe.

I'm not sure that even if Damian and I *had* gone to Ben Folds together that it would have completely prevented Rich and I from getting together. It wouldn't have been a date (well, I'm guessing not, but for someone who was engaged, he was awfully flirty with me v_v), so I don't know.

The mushroom story is just funny because I hate all forms of fungus. And so you know, my next entry from a few days later was simply titled, "It Died." hehe

Still no real entry for today. Maybe tomorrow if you're lucky!