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I was going to write about Sakura-con, but that's not really on my mind, at the moment. Instead, Nicole has finally decided on where she's going to grad school. I'm very proud to announce that she will be going to MIT for grad school. Congrats, dear.

Surprisingly, I'm not really upset about this. The next 18-24 months are going be long, but after that, it's not so bad. If we stay together, I'll be leaving Washington, which is both sad and not.

On one hand, I have my life here. I'm making excellent money. I'm working at the top company in my field. I have awesome friends, my roommates are incredible. Life is pretty good.

On the other hand, my family, a lot of my very close friends, and Nicole are all over 2000 miles away. This sucks. Boston is a lot closer to all of them. It's just 2000 miles away from the biggest names in my field.

But I was raised to believe there should be an order to priorities.

1. God
2. Family
3. Work
4. Friends

And if something happens to a close friend, and they need your help, then work can be pushed down further. For me, Nicole falls in just after family. So it's not really a hard decision for me.

I've always figured God would lead me where I need to go. He hasn't let me down yet, and I don't see Him starting. Maybe I'm only supposed to be here for a short time. Maybe Nicole and I aren't meant to be. Maybe we are, and I'm needed in Boston. I really don't know. I can't predict the future.

All I know, is that I've found someone very special to me. And she has the opportunity of a life-time. And it's in Boston.

Some would say I have a choice. Some would say, “She doesn't value you over her career. You aren't important enough to her.” But the thing is, I told her to go where she would be happy. I told her to make the decision as if I wasn't here. Sure, my life my have wrapped up quite nicely had she come to UW, but she'd always have to ask herself, “what if.” So she made her choice.

And I've made mine.

At this point, I shouldn't have to say how I feel about her. It should be apparent. I'm incredibly proud. I'm dating someone at MIT. She's beautiful. She's smart. She is generous and kind in ways I can't describe. And she loves me.

So I have to wait a little longer. And It'll be hard. But as Dad always told me: nothing worth having, or doing, is ever easy. At least now, I have an idea of where she and I are going.

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Good lord, I'm tired. No seriously, it's only 8:45 and all I can think about doing is going to bed. So tired. Yeah. I think…I'll….zzzzzzzzzzz

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for flying my girlfriend out to see me. So yeah, Nicole came out this weekend. Not so much to see me as the University of Washington. But she stayed over here, and hung out with me when she wasn't there. So it was really cool. I didn't get to spend as much time with her as I had hoped, but I also knew she'd be hella busy.

It was a pretty chillaxed weekend. Last night was the only night Nicole and I really did anything. But while we didn't do a whole lot over the whole weekend, last night's quality made up for the lack of quantity.

For the first time in a long while, Nicole and I went on a date. Like the two of us going out to do something without other people. We started by going out to dinner at the Space Needle restaurant; which I must say is an excellent place to get food. It's a bit pricey, but as my friend Jeff explained, it's really just the cost of the meal plus the tickets up the space needle. And the views are more than worth it, so it's hard to say it's a rip off.

After the Space Needle, Nicole and I went to my friend Melinda's birthday party. It was a formal affair (Melinda wanted to get dressed up), and Nicole and I looked very good (well she did, at least). We had a good time, and Nicole and my friends finally got to meet each other, after having to listen to me go on about them.

As for today, well, it was ok. Good in the sense that I got stuff done. Sucky in the fact that Nicole left. I hate taking Nicole to the airport. It's always such a downer. I don't like saying goodbye. And, yeah, I just don't deal well with it.

However, I did get done what I wanted to do. Mainly buy some storage stuff from Ikea and do my Taxes. Which made me feel better. Being productive helps. I also got in a good workout for the first time in a few days. So that was good. I just miss Nicole. *shrugs*

All in all, it was a good weekend. Of course, every weekend I see Nicole is a good weekend, but none the less, it was a good weekend.

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