Remember that great news I hinted at earlier? Non-existent.
Eleven long, emotionally crippling semesters later and I officially earned my Bachelor of Science in Technology degree.
No photos in a cap and gown to prove it…but it’s the truth.
I suppose this generally goes for being in love, but it’s especially true for long distance relationships:
you both really want things for yourselves, but you sacrifice those things because you want each other more.
A plane ticket is suddenly more of a need than a lot of your serious wants.
Are you guys ready for the countdown again? Probably not, but I don’t particularly care.