breaking a rule

As this blog is entitled "Things I Freakin Love" it's presumed that I only write about. . .ya know, things that I love. In fact, when I first started writing 6 months ago (HOLY SHIT, TIME FLIES!) I completely avoided the word "hate," hippie-ish as that sounds. . .but that worked out well. I still don't think I use hate that often in my posts? It's like the only four letter word that's avoided in my posts actually, considering my cussing is outta control, no matter how hard I try to stop it. Stylistic purposes you guys, fuckin stylistic purposes!

But today's post is not something I love, nor is it really something I hate. . .it's just about the passing of life.

Essentially, today marks the starting of The Diaspora. You know, the inevitable fact that all of us 2010 high school grads are bound to flit away from the nesty nest that we call home sometime in the next 2 months. Not even just for college. In the next 24 hours, there is evidence of an impending departure for 3 of my friends due to various reasons: college, house hunting in the ATL due to parental job changes/college, a move back to Egypt.

It's melancholy more than anything (not exactly helped by the fact that a "Rainy Day Mix" is totally playing while I write this entry. . .you can feel melancholy too, here's the link to the mix http://www.collegefashion.net/college-life/cf-weekend-playlist-rainy-day-songs/#comments ). It's a begrudging reminder of something that we sometimes all forget: nothing is ever constant. In fact, ironically and cliche-y enough, change is the only thing that is ever constant. And with change comes good and bad--a lot of times, it's just tough to scrape past the crap and try to dig out the good stuff. Much like the process of eating crab.

I guess that's all I'm trying to say: change is starting, the diaspora is starting, big things are in the air. And that's kinda cool. As long as you can look past the crapiness of having to say goodbye.

*As a sidenote gimmick type of ordeal, you may or may not have noticed that recently my blog has departed from the normal 5 things I love, but that's just because my entire PSYCHE is like flipping a shit on me because everything is changing, so it's really only appropriate that that's what I write about. Just think of it as. . .blogal puberty.