I ended up hanging out with friends for two out of the three days of the weekend, and I have to say its been so much fun. Yet, at the same time, I feel like I want to cry every time I’m with them.

You know the feeling that you get when you read a book or saw a movie, and you watch it again, but know the ending? Well, it feels like that now…. I have so much fun with them, and being awesome, but it hurts when I go home knowing that they are going to leave me in a few months.

I guess the part that hurts the most is that I feel like I’m getting left behind. Its like for once in my life I feel like I’m not included… For once, I’m feeling that I’m going to miss out on the world off of this island. And once again, I feel a whirl wind of opportunity slip through my fingers.

Maybe I’m being emotional…. Maybe I’m just being a cry baby. Yet, what else can you do when your closest friends are leaving to move on in their lives, knowing that they won’t be a part of yours, or you in theirs.