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After a crazy and awful week of midterm exams and papers, I am finally home for spring break. Even though I am very glad that I moved away for school, there really is nothing else that is like being at home.

This is what I was greeted with when I stepped through my front door:

• A huge hug from my mother
• A squirming brother who tried to get away from me when I hugged him (typical!)
• Two overexcited dogs who kept licking my face and jumping up and down in their glee
• The smell of a home-cooked meal (Italian pork roast with rice, yum)
• The Food Network playing on our TV¹

That, combined with the facts that I rocked my last two exams of the week (note: it IS possible to kick ass on a Chinese exam if you devote your life to studying it the night before!), got to shower in my own bathroom, and got sleep in my own bed in my own room, made for a very, very happy me. It’s so good to be home!

I don’t have anything specific planned for break, but all the free time I have this week probably means I’ll dabble in some crafting. If anyone is interested in another crafting giveaway of mine, it might be a good idea to stay tuned to this blog for the next week or so… just a tip ;)

1. I don’t get the Food Network at school, so I always watch it if possible when I’m at home. [↩]

In the two months of 2010 that have passed, I think I’ve learned more about how to detoxify my life than I did in the last eighteen years.

Gone are traitorous best friends. Gone are dirty lying ex-boyfriends that waffle between wanting to transition into becoming friends after the breakup and getting back together. Gone are all the relationships in my life that I have been hanging onto for far too long without practical reason.

I am a strong and independent woman who deserves care, respect, and honesty. If the people in my life can’t give me those things, then I don’t see why I should keep them around.

I know who I am, I know what I want, and I know how I want to live my life. If I hang onto all of these relationships that cause me nothing but pain and hurt and hold me back from achieving my full potential, I am not going to get anywhere in life.

I can’t let that happen. I won’t let that happen.

It’s time for me to finally free myself from the boundaries my ex-friends and ex-boyfriends have managed to set for me post-friendship/relationship breakup and cut them out of my life. I need to detoxify from the poisonous effects of maintaining relationships with these people. I refuse deal with other people’s crap anymore for the sake of sentimental reasons; it’s time to be practical and move on.

A girl will never forget the first boy she ever likes.
- He’s Just Not That Into You

I watched He’s Just Not That Into You recently and the above quote got me reminiscing about the first boy I ever had a crush on. It’s true; a girl never forgets. It doesn’t matter if the crush was in college, middle school, or even kindergarten. No matter when it happened, a girl always remembers.

My first crush was on a boy that was in my class in elementary school. He had blond hair and blue eyes and a wicked sense of humor that always made me laugh. Nothing ever came close to happening between us, though. He was charismatic; I was shy. He was popular; I was not. He was too well-noticed by everyone in our class and I was too soft-spoken to register on anyone’s radar.

When we entered middle school, we were separated by the fact that our last names began with letters on opposite ends of the alphabet. He liked another girl by then, and I had lost interest and was content with being friends, however loose the term might have been (we were really acquaintances at best by that point). Then I moved overseas and I never saw or heard from him again.

I looked him up on Facebook the other day as I was curious to see where he ended up after all of these years. He’s currently an engineering student at a prestigious university and, by all accounts, seems to be doing pretty well for himself. Somehow, I doubt we would recognize each other on the off chance we ever crossed paths. I am nothing like the girl I was when I was in elementary school, and something tells me he’s changed immensely since then as well.

Question of the Week: Do you remember the first person you ever liked?