another year

So for the past three months I have been planning to tranfer to a school in Virginia called Virginia Commonwealth University. My boyfriend lives there and we had come to the conclusion that an entire year away from eachother was just about all we could handle and that we needed to figure out some other situation so we could be closer. The school is an hour and a half away from where he lives so I would be able to see him every weekend (a huge change from the every-other-month visits we've been limited to this year.)

At first I was really scared to move so far away from all of my friends and family. I'm an extremely shy person so I was worried about being in a place so far away where I didn't know anyone. However the more I thought about it the more excited I got about going. A fresh start where no one knew me, and if things got bad I would have Joe there to make it better.

Well here's the kicker. After months of my parents giving me the impression that I was going to be headed off to Virginia in just a few short months, they suddenly decide that NOPE I'm not going.

Its kinda funny how you don't really realize just how badly you want something until someone tells you that you can't have it. I've been 1,500 miles away from Joe for over a year now and the thought of having to continue living with that situation is terrible. As dramatic and petty as it sounds, I honestly don't know how I will get through another year without him. The only thing that kept me happy this past semester was knowing that I only had to make it a few more months and then I'd be with him.... this year should be interesting. And by interesting I mean depressing.