Moving On

Well, I meant just what I said. It's time to move on. This last semester hasn't gone at all the way I imagined it would. Some things were good. Most, not so great. But it's time to move on. Tomorrow morning I start moving into my new apartment, with new roommates, some I know, and some I don't yet. That's not the only thing that's changing. I'm going to kick out my old habits, and get started on some better ones. I have quite a bit of work to do. I think in the past year I've forgotten who I want to become. It's time that I found me again.

And here's hoping that the guys in my new ward are cute.