The End of A Lot of Things

The semester is coming to a close. Can I get a hallelujah? HALLELUJAH! The last few weeks I have been the least motivated I have ever been in my entire life. It's really bad because the last few weeks have been the busiest academically that I have ever had in my life. It's a miracle that I got anything done let alone all of it. I was so stressed I turned in one of my papers a week late and wrote this huge long apology note only to be told that it really wasn't due until NEXT week. That was embarrassing. The end of this semester is bittersweet. It means the end of school and school work. Which is wonderful. But it's also the end of living with my incredible roommates. A is going on an LDS mission and will be gone for the next year and a half. I am so so proud of her but I will definitely miss her. K is moving in with a different friend next year. I will definitely miss her. Things are going to get crazy in the next year. I know I'm ready for all the changes that are going to happen but at the same time I'm not sure I want to be ready for all the craziness yet.
On a different note I am making a mid new years resolution. I am going to get asked out before November. I am going to. I have not been on a date in over a year and I am sick of it. There are too many attractive men on the planet to not take advantage of the opportunity to go out with at least a few of them. And darn it I am a cute girl. I mean I'm not drop dead gorgeous adorable but I'm alright. Right? Sigh. I just want a date. :( And I'm sick of crying about this but sometimes I just have to cry about because it hurts to not well ya know. It just doesn't feel good. So, mid new years resolution: I am going to get asked out. I am. I can do this. I will. Yea.
Well, Happy Birthday to me. It is the end of my reign as a teenager. I will never be a teenager again. I don't feel old enough to be twenty but lo and behold I must be because that is the age that I am turning. I am not sure that I am pleased about being old but that's okay. I don't have a choice. It was a great birthday though. Despite how I am feeling right now, which isn't awesome, it was a good birthday. And now I'm going to go to bed so that I don't continue blabbering about embarrassing crum diddly lump krud.