Good Times

Tonight was fun. Went out with John and Jen. Got to talk to Taylor in Alabama. Finally ended up at Aubree's with a whole bunch of people. (Adam, Tony, Jeff, John, Jen, Seth Jon's roommate, and his girlfriend Carrie, Sarah and her friend Emily) It was fun, we all agreed that we need to go out and just have fun more. Kind of a random group of people at first, but it was great. And Jeff left his phone number for the waitress. He said he'd never done it before and that he'd been single way too long.

I realized a few things this week. A.) I get too stressed out, and that when this happens sometimes I just need to tell someone. This someone usually ends up being Ryan. It makes me feel better to just get it out, to simply say what is bothering me, but I feel like it really brings him down. Mostly cause what I am stressing about is negative, and he is the most positive person I know. I need to work on that. B.) When people get upset, it is not always my fault. Sometimes they are just tired, or one of a trillion other things has happened to them that is making them stressed out. Or maybe not stressed, maybe some other emotion, but you get what I mean. C.) I need to not spread myself too thin, or else stress happens, and then A (see above) happens. If I spread myself too thin, I can't be as good at the things that I am doing as I'd like to be. D.) I have the most wonderful boyfriend in the world. Ryan takes all of me. When I'm being calm and normal, to when I'm freaking out about the unnecessary, to when I'm just being downright crazy and strange. All while he's got a million more real things to deal with. He is definately one of the most wonderful human beings that I know, and I would say this even if I were not in love with him. I hope whatever he decides to do next year makes him happy, because he deserves pure happiness. I also hope that he doesn't settle. He can go so far, and I hope that he knows that. I hope he understands how great he already is. One day, he is going to be famous. Instead of studing scores by people like Frank Ticheli, college classes will be looking at his work in awe. I know I do.