Choices, choices, choices.

Lately i've noticed how one decision can mean the difference between a good day or a bad day, making a friend or loosing a friend, or completely changing your year. When I accept the fact that i was moving to atlanta and actually look for it, that changes. Now i'm still stuck here and i don't know where i'm going to school next year. I really hope for the best. Maybe 2009 won't be quite as bad as i thought.