Welcome to finals season

I realize it's been nearly a month since my last post, so I guess it's time to start catching people up, huh...

Well, Shannon and Richard are no longer. They're on a break/broken up (brings to mind the Ross-Rachel dilemma in friends). It doesn't look good. They're treating it as a breakup. I think Shannon realizes it's for the better, but she's having trouble coming to terms with it. I can't blame her. She had a lot invested in this relationship. Richard seems mostly unconcerned. He cares for her, but there's only so much he can do. He tries to be sensitive, but it's not his specialty. And, with Shannon still working things out for herself, it's going to be really hard for me to see him flirting with everyone at NACURH. I try to be somewhat supportive on both ends, although Shannon obviously needs it more. She hasn't been eating well, but she's trying, and her appetite is increasing slightly.
I can't criticize. The day before she stopped eating, I had also stopped. I ate two meals in four days, but my appetite is basically back to normal by now. That was all two weeks ago.

Everyone seems to be miserable, though. It hurts a lot. And it hurts even more when I realize that, personally, I've had the best year of my life. High school was shit for me. It would have been unbearable without Nyssa and Akshatha, but even so, the whole purpose of high school was to lead up to graduation and getting out of that stupid little town. High school... it sucked. Plain and simple. This year, roads of opportunity are opening for me. I have more amazing friends than ever. I have personal freedom, I've experienced personal growth. Everything's different, but it's amazing. I almost don't want to go home. But I miss Akshatha and Nyssa. And I want, more than anything, to give my mom a hug.

For once, I think I have the right reasons for things. It's refreshing. But it's going to make the next two weeks so, so hard.