So I think whatever was going on between me and that guy is basically over, at the very  least until school starts up again. Which kind of sucks because I really do like him, but I guess if it was meant to be…

I mean, idk, we were never really an “official” couple, so it wasn’t an “official” break-up, and I guess something could still happen… but I’m not really sure I would even want to go down that path, you know? Whatever. It lasted a solid month at least, and it was a lot of fun. And who knows, maybe when school starts up again it’ll be different (though I’m not holding my breath…) Well, that, or it’ll be really awkward because we have multiple small classes together. But I’m still going on with my “glad it happened, don’t regret it” attitude. Because though I am sad about it, it’s not like I’m completely crushed like I maybe would’ve thought I would’ve been. And I really think that we can actually still be friends, at least through the next semester. Which I think means I’ve matured somehow. (You know, exempting my whole writing-blog-posts-about-it thing). Maybe. Possibly. (That, or I’m completely deluding myself. But I really think it’s the first thing.)

Yep.