But I can't help and have a little bit of hope that maybe things are starting to fit a little bit into place.
My sister is a bit ridiculous but at times entertaining. Apparently she has kept all emails from me to her since I was about 16. As she says, "I was your diary." She was hoping to print them and give them to me as a college graduation present but felt like I "had more work to do on myself."
However, I think I have earned the honor of re-reading my old sappy depressing emails that I wrote.
The biggest change of all, of course, is that I have been accepted to Georgetown Law.
I like saying it. Not so much to friends and family, but mostly to strangers. By strangers I mean my customers at the cafe and restaurant. Not people on the street. I'm not that crazy.
I've been set on Loyola Chicago. It was a bit of a mind-fuck really. The thought of being in Chicago, still my favorite city to date, was lovely. Fi very close by, many other great friends in the area, partying at Derek's. Do I even have to mention Wrigley?! Starting my new life with a support network. I was set on the plan, dealing with the cons and making the best of the situation. LIKE AN ADULT.
And then it was like the gods said "ok, kate, since you are being so grown up and dealing with the hand life has given you sans the help of extremely heavy drinking or more drama than necessary, we will thus give you what you want."
thus...GEORGETOWN.
I already feel more confident. In a good way, not a snobby way. Not in a "I got into a good school" way but more a "I'm ok, I'm going to be ok, if it was loyola it still would have been ok but this could be great" way.
I'm not sure when I lost this confidence. Always, I've said that I'm confident in my abilities. Not so much in myself but my abilities. I think I just figured out that it's not separate.
ALSO, the scene in Pretty Woman when Vivian is leaving Kit makes me cry. EVERY TIME.
