This weekend has definitely been something of a double edged sword.

Because I like good things (and because I think it'll help get my point across later), I'm gonna start with good news.

I've been complaining for far too long that all of the guys I meet are assholes and will take me as nothing more than available girl parts. I had gotten to the point where I didn't think there was any possible way that I would meet anyone who I would mean more too and who would mean anything to me in return.

I was really, just expecting a year of random hookups...

And then this...Rob guy falls into my life.

And I couldn't be happier.

He's funny and just a generally fun guy. He appriciates my quirks and unique sense of humor. I appriciate the fact that he's just a genuinely happy person and someone who seems to be okay with his life, himself, and the way things are going.

Super cool.

Actually...after typing that out. I don't even want to go into the bad stuff. It's academic. It's big and scary and could potentially screw me over (but I think I also might be overreacting). The good thing about what my life has taught me though is that things seem to work out in the end. It may not be pretty or be all wrapped up in a neat little package but it's something that works out and it's the best possible thing that life could give me under the circumstances I was under.

So on that note, here's hoping my GPA doesn't take another nose dive and it destroys my Bright Futures.