I could hardly sleep last night. It was my last night sleeping at my "old" house. We're now 90% moved in to our new house on the other side of town. 

I've been thinking about leaving my house a lot lately for the past few weeks but didn't really get emotional until my brother started talking about how he felt really sad and what not as he took his last shower in the house and packing up the last of his belongings. I'm not gonna lie, the new house isn't half bad. A lot of our friends that have already came and visited it said they actually like it better than our old one. I guess the biggest thing to complain about is that we're no longer a 2 minute drive from all of our close friends. A 2 minute drive has turned into a 15-20 minute drive. Who are we to complain though right.... at least we're not living in an apartment? Still. It's the conveniency we once had that we're definitely going to miss. 

It's definitely not just that though. God, I'm just going to miss that house. Out of the three houses we've lived in in our lives, I'd have to say Mills Corner Lane held the most memories. So many fucking memories. From the beginning of freshman year to my third year in college. Spirit Week and Fantastics practices, when my mom wasn't around as much and me and my friends would wreak havoc on the house, all my memories of Samantha growing up was in that house, and so many memories of Andy and I. Memories of my mom and dad getting a divorce, getting back together and staying together for 2-3 years, then splitting again. All of our PLPs this past summer. Do other people get this sentimental when moving out of a home... or is it just me being sappy? 

One big issue is me leaving for work on time. My old house was sooo much closer to both Boiling Crabs.

I guess I'm going to have to live and move on. It's not like we could have stayed in that house for the rest of our lives. I suppose I'm excited to redecorate my new room and make some new memories in this house. It can't be that bad, right? 

Should be sleeping... got work in the AM but I was reminiscing on past blogs and I just gotta put one out there for my amazing boyfriend.

I'll try to make it short and sweet. We've been through so much within these two years and we have seriously come SO far. The year of 2011 has been nothing but smooth sailing. We've had a few big fights here and there but nothing compared to 2010. We've learned to cool off for a few hours, say sorry, and be done with it. We don't let it affect us and we're able to get over the stupid fights and move on from it. Surprisingly enough, we actually do really well on learning from those big fights too.

You're always there for me. Really, you are. There hasn't been a time where you've let me down. Whenever I'm sad - whenever there is something wrong in my life (which there always is one way or another) ... you're always there to make things better. I mean that. You always know how to cheer me up. Just like today after my fight with my mom. You're amazing. You are the perfect example of a boyfriend who knows how to execute the "little things" at it's full potential. All the sweet things you still do for me is what keeps me a happy and satisfied girlfriend. You still put me first and you always just genuinely want to make me feel great about myself and our relationship.

I'm grateful beyond words to have you in my life. You truly were a blessing in disguise all these years.

I hope nothing takes you away from me any time soon. I love you too much to let you go.

I honestly have no room for mistakes when it comes to school this year.