Possible : a handy word to keep in mind.

Eighth grade held my second graduation ... (the first one being the one from fifth grade.)
I remember how fun and torturous dress shopping was for me. I wanted to look absolutely beautiful but that was difficult to do since the particular dress I wanted was not easy to find in my size.

The corset had a heart-shaped cut at the cleavage and it was very shiny.
The bottom part was white and stretched outwards with lots of volume like a princess, only it was only up to my knee.
I think we visited about 10 stores asking for that dress until we found one in Wood bridge mall that had it's last one in my size. I was so happy , but on the inside I was depressed. I didn't want to have to spend so much time on a dress, when I can make it possible for me to go into one store and find it right away.

Anyways, I had my dress, I enjoyed my graduation and I was ready to make that transition into high school.

On September, we went back to school.
It was nice to start off a new stage in my life with everyone on my side. We all greeted each other, and talked about our vacations.
On December 4th, I had another change to me.

Aaron, a very close friend of mine, asked me out that day after school at the library.
I had liked him for a while, so of course I said yes.
I felt happy, but kind of weird.
He was my first boy friend ever, and I wasn't sure what the boyfriend/girlfriend protocol was.
Everything went pretty smoothly, people started coming up to me telling me that they loved seeing us as a couple.

Come the day of love, Valentine's Day, I wasn't sure if I was supposed to get him a gift, or if we would skip it since we had only been together for a little more than two months. When I walked into school that day I found a very wonderful surprise. There he was. It was my first couple holiday with an actually partner and he had gotten me gifts! He got me a cute teddy bear with a dozen roses.
I remember that day so well, I felt special, in a way that I never did before.

We kept dating, until May.

I started getting distant from him. I felt myself drifting , and couldn't do anything about it. I knew the only thing that I HAD to do was let go. It wasn't fair to me, to stay in a relationship where I wasn't happy, and it was definitely not fair to him, to stay in a relationship where one of them didn't want to be.

It was difficult. I still deeply cared for him, and seeing his face change when I said everything, was not one of the best moments in my life. I will never know if I made the correct decision when I broke up with him, but that's the mystery of relationships.
You get one, you leave it.
It doesn't work out, you learn from it.
Until you get to that point in life where you are able to distinguish the relationships worth having and the ones that aren't. Though when entering a relationship, everyone sets themselves up for heart break. I think that's the true beauty of being with someone as more than friends. There is more pressure put on you guys, at the beginning, maybe to have the perfect dates, or to look nice for the other one. But then you get comfortable, and get to the fun of everything. Being with someone intimately in a way that is only for you two (excluding the whores who are always there waiting for their time to dig their claws into your relationship). I feel that getting to that point is worth, risking heart-ache, and drama.

I'm a firm believer in destiny when it comes to love, two people meant to be will find each other eventually, but that only happens if you work at the relationships you have before that. Nothing will fall in your lap. God doesn't send you a person with a giant sign saying "I'm your one" written on it. Like everything, you work hard at it, and stick to it, and be honest with that person and with you. They'll stay in your life, if they are meant to stay there.

It's what I tell myself, when I go through the troubles of letting go. If the person wants to stay, they will, and if they don't, you know that something better can be headed your way. Either way, at the end of the bumpy road is waiting something that you can only get to by enduring what life throws at you. But would you do anything possibly in your reach if it means true happiness? This speaks for love and for dress shopping and basically everything else.

Just have to remember, nothing is ever impossible.