Three Hundred and Sixty Five [excluding leaps]

One year. One whole year.
Minus a day.

Jacob and I lasted three hundred and sixty four days. We hung on until today, where we stood, together. But apart.

On the twenty-ninth of November in 2008 I stood on my doorstep, completely confused. Receiving a random request over text message to come outside from him was strange to me. Something that ended up to be the start of something that would change who I was. And it's so crazy how different that night is from tonight.
Because a year ago tonight we went to see a movie. Go ice skate. Have an extremely awkward first kiss.

But tonight did not end horribly. No, it was not the most hellish of any break up there ever was. This was so mutual. So calm. We sat in my car [a 99' Jeep Grand Cherokee these days!] and, after his opportunity to examine the new interior and things, started discussing why, when, and how this all happened. Why I was the bad guy. Why he was not so innocent himself. Why things were said behind people's backs and how it was all because of shock. And misery. How we could of fixed it, but how logical and smart it was to do what we were doing tonight.
After all of this, we're still friends. We've come to terms with the fact that our relationship will never be the same. That we'll now see each other as brother and sister. That we'll still care. That the rumors will start flowing soon, so we'd better just change our status tonight on facebook.

Things like that. It was simple. It was okay. We're both okay.
Now to deal with those who aren't so happy about it.

Other than that, I have to say that Thanksgiving this year was a blast. I look foreword to break every school year. I love spending the whole week with my family. Talking about stuff. Eating a ton of food. Laughing. Shopping. The whole thing. Every day was amazing. From time of arrival, to dog eating the first turkey that was thawing on the floor, to time of departure. I love my family with all my heart. I hate to watch them leave.

Tomorrow will be no different. I'll wake up and be exactly who I am right now. I will not wallow in sadness, or be on an extreme high. I will simply get up and do what I do best.
Be the same person I've been for the last sixteen years of my life.
The crazy, out of control, spastic, yet silently mellow and laughable - me.