Moving on

This past weekend was absolute bliss. My mom came down to see my graduation. Every day I ate so lavishly to celebrate the next stage in my life and completely forgot about this ridiculous "low-carb" diet I'm on. The Marshal, Ippudo, an El Rio are some really delicious restaurants in NYC...a little pricey though. My boyfriend gave me a new plant. I like the details of the rope around the bottle. I really love terrariums because they are so low maintenance and only need to be watered once a week. On Saturday my boyfriend and I went to a sweet sixteen in Long Island where there was a cool photo booth. I felt so old, and I kind of teared which was odd because I just met the birthday girl. I guess I was touched by how much her parents loved her, and how much it reminded me of my mother's love for me. My mom just left to return back to Texas, and I feel pretty sad about it. 

At my graduation our student vice president proposed to their girlfriend, using 'The Alchemist' as an opening note. He said this before popping the big question to her on stage:

"At that moment it seemed to him that time stood still and the soul of the world surged within him. When he looked into her dark eyes and saw that her lips were poised between a laugh and silence, he learned the most important part of the language that all the world spoke. The language that everyone on earth was capable of understanding in their heart. It was love. Something older than humanity, more ancient than the desert. Something that exerted the same force whenever two pairs of eyes met, as had theirs here at the well. She smiled, and that was certainly an omen. The omen he had been awaiting without even knowing he was for all his life. The omen he sought to find in his sheep and in his books. In the crystals and in the silence of the desert... It was the pure language of the world. It required no explanation, just as the universe needs none as it travels through endless time. What the boy felt at that moment was that he was in the presence of the only woman in his life. And that, with no need for words she recognized the same thing. He was more certain of it, than of anything in the world. He had been told by his parents and grandparents that he must fall in love and really know a person before becoming committed. But maybe people who felt that way never learned the universal language. Because when you know that language, its easy to understand that someone in the world awaits you. Whether its in the middle of the desert or in some great city. And when two such people encounter each other, and their eyes meet, the past and the future become unimportant. There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes love and makes a twin soul for every person in the world. Without such love, one's dreams would have no meaning. Maktub.."

It was sweet and streamed live on the the F.I.T. website if you wanted to watch it.

Now that school is over, I'm not sure what will happen. I'm curious and excited to find out.