un-boyfriend

Well. Consider my life sort of up in the air right now.

My brain is telling my heart, I told you so, I told you so, I told you so. A million times. Yes, brain we know, do not depend on your heart to make choices.

So now what? My plans are to stay and school and finish up. But I have no goals and nothing whatsoever to look forward to besides moving in with my new roommate, Elizabeth and workouts with Nick. My plans have been officially depleted.GONE, DELETED. I didn't even have time to develop a "back up plan" to this plan because, seriously, this was my last back up plan I had.

So now that I am NOT a CA, I am NOT a group fitness instructor, I am NOT a brother of Delta Sigma Pi, I am NOT a student advisor, I am NOT on the Honors E-board,and I am NOT a girlfriend. WHAT THE FUCK IS THERE TO BE? A team member on the weekends, a student during the week, and a horrible friend to everything in between.

The thing that sucks the most though is that I had just gotten used to calling him my boyfriend. Now, I have to get used to calling him my ex.

Back to school....back to school....back to school...