you don't know what you got 'til it's gone.

It's funny how some things happen and make you think. Or maybe it's ironic. Do things really happen for a reason? I'm not so sure. All I know is that shit happens, and you learn from it.

Freshman year. I lived in Slusher Wing because of Hypatia. Part of me regrets this because I missed out on AJ, but man, I loved Slusher. I loved those pods. Because of Hypatia, I met the Galileo boys from our seminars and various activities we were required to do. Plus, they purposely tried to group us in the same classes together for study groups and stuff like that. Either way, you made friends and yeah, you had people to do work with, too. So I remember sitting in our god-awful Hypatia/Galileo combined seminar (complete joke), and I met the Galileo boys around me. I forget the one guys name, but I think I've seen him like once since. But I met Sean Logan there. You know, we facebooked, talked online. He was nice. I don't really remember much except for talking to him online. He always had the most interesting quotes/lyrics as his away messages, and I just loved them. I stole a few awhile back. He invited me to a party out in Windsor Hills with him and his friends, so I went. One of the first time really on a bus, first time at Windsor Hills, and one of my first college parties. I witnessed two girls, stripped down in the under-garments making out on a keg. Yeeeah. haha, it was like I was watching a movie or something. I had a few beers, but I was tired and wanted to leave. He left his friends and took the bus back with me, and ended up walking me back to my dorm. I could tell he liked me, and I'm pretty sure he asked me to hang out again sometime. Ugh. I was dumb and was interested in a d-bag. When this nice guy actually liked me. He ended up making me a cd of music he liked. I pretty much just turned him down... all because of this asshole. Whatever. We still talked a bit here and there. After freshman year I didn't really see any of the same people in the dorms anymore. I hung out with mainly band people instead of engineers. Then I started hanging out with Wes again this past semester and I started seeing Sean more. Wes used to hang around the same people Sean did, because he was on my floor. So I would see Sean at bars randomly, say hi... that sorta thing. It was never more, though.

I don't know the details but Sean apparently sustained a major head injury. The damage to his brain is too severe, and he's simply not going to make it. It's just weird. I thought of him everytime I went to Windsor Hills. He was always such a smart-ass, and I remember him making comments about my away messages. I don't know. I feel like it's just one of those cases where he never thought of me, but I'll forever think of him. And it should probably be that way. I was a bitch. Life is funny sometimes. And I know I can be better. I need to be better. If not for me, for Sean, whom I wish I had 4 years building a friendship instead of the months I gave him.

You live. You learn. Never again.

country roads take me home, to the place I belong...

So I'm home for the first time since January. And being down in Virginia for so long, there are some things I've realized...

• I have an unconditional love for pick-up trucks. Just driving home (most of the time I'm in WV, so there are plenty of them), my heart kind of swells a bit, because they remind me of Tech. I mean, it's not like I associate them with Tech like some people do, but there just aren't many of them where I live.
• Being able to buy alcohol in a grocery store is SO nice. I asked my mom if she's ever had a wine cube from Target, and she had to remind me of the fact that I'm back in PA where you have to go to a beer distributor for beer and a liquor store for wine and liquor. Plus it's expensive. Supposedly they do it because the state-employed employees get paid a ton to check people's IDs... I have never once been carded here. And neither have my friends, and I think they look younger than I do, haha. Oh well, I came home and my mom had a case of Miller Lite waiting for me. :)
• My hair curls more/easier in PA.
• And I am definitely allergic to something here. My allergies were pretty bad at school, but ugh, I'm dying here. It doesn't help that my mom doesn't use the AC unless it's like 90 degrees, so I sleep with my windows open.
• Being away from Pittsburgh, I think I've grown more fond of it. Definitely not the people necessarily. But there's things I want to do this summer - like go to the Point now that the fountain's not under construction, Arts Festival, Southside, Strip District, Pirates games... I just think that Pittsburgh in the summer is so fun.

But yeah, I've been home for a day and a half now. I'm bored. And my parents are judging me for watching Real Housewives. It's nice to be able to watch Penguins games on a nice big tv, though. I've decided I'm wearing a dress to the wedding... regardless of if they're in the Stanley Cup or not. They should be, seeing as how we only need 1 more win in this series to move on. Problem is, if they do move on, game 2 of the cup is the night of the wedding! Not cool.