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As college life is coming to a close for me, I've been facing a lot of the "future." I'm constantly asked where I'm headed after this, which is promptly followed with "I have no idea!" There has been tons of ideas thrown at me, tons more that I've toyed with in my head, and tons that I've committed to then changed my mind.

Back in 2007, I started college as an English major. I registered for the basics, which included one intro English class and one sociology class among others. I enjoyed the English class, but I still had no idea what I was doing. Sociology made me ecstatic (one part being the professor I had, the other that it was exactly the way I seem to operate). The next semester, I did the same thing (one creative writing class and one "Psychology of Women" which focused a lot on the social aspects of women).

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Have diabetes? Get married.

This headline out of Mumbai caught my eye. I've been urging Charlie to get married for years.

The article is about an online matchmaking service in India called diabeticmatrimony.com.

Looking for your diabetic soul mate? Looking for that certain special diabetic someone? Want to trade in your spouse for one who gets it? Someone who really understands what it's like to have diabetes? Diabeticmatrimony.com might be for you.

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When you're writing about your diabetes life for a living, it can be hard to remember that there is a life outside of this disease. When you're daily racking your brain for blog topics, diabetes fundraising ideas, and how to market a diabetes network to the world, it's tough to keep track of yourself. But I've desperately been wanting to know myself more, better, wholly.

I've done just that in the past three years. Being out on my "own" here at college has made it much easier to find that true person that lies beneath all the health conditions. Sometimes I still get lost in the mix...like am I truly against large groups of new people or was my self-esteem just beaten down by the PCOS? But mostly, I've learned myself in more detail than I ever knew before.

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It's been a long time since I've done one of these. In the past, I've wondered how certain movies would be different if the central character had diabetes. We've covered Luke Skywalker, Charlie Bucket, The Grinch, George Bailey and the shark from Jaws.

Why hasn't Pixar created any characters with diabetes? What would it be like if Buzz Lightyear from Toy Story had diabetes? We pick up our story in Andy's room. Buzz has just arrived.

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Valentine's Day isn't a big deal to me. It never really has been. I fall into the category of those who believe that it's overdone and mainly an economic endeavor for Hallmark. Oddly, I'm a total romantic/sentamentalist at heart.

I just don't see the point in this one holiday to show my appreciation and love for someone. Especially with candy, heart balloons, and kiddy cards. I'll take the flowers though. And a good date idea.

My definition of a good date varies by my mood. My all time favorite date is dinner and a movie. I absolutely love to go to the movies. There's something extraordinary about sitting in front of the cinema screen watching an enchanting story play out before my eyes. I leave all stress at the theater door. I feel like I'm part of the story.

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I went to the movies with a girl friend last night. We've only met one other time and I didn't feel that instant "best friend" vibe but Marvin was busy and I was dressed cute. So I decided to venture outside my shy self. We ended up seeing Next Three Days at Studio Movie Grill. Dinner and a movie all in one. Expensive, but good.

Next Three Days hasn't really been advertised here but the few times I'd seen it come up I thought it looked good. It seemed like my type of movie. I had no idea if it'd be hers, but her pick was sold out. We ordered dinner. I had a glass of wine. The movie started.

**Notice: some spoilers here...a big part of the movie will be given away if you continue to read. Just for those of you planning to see it (which I do recommend!)!**

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Sometimes I wonder why I moved four hours away from my family and friends. Sometimes the nights are tough, long, and sleepless. Sometimes I'm homesick and in need of a nice girls' night with my best friends.

Every time that happens, I think of two things: what made me move and what it'd be like to move back. The first is easy. I had multiple factors pushing me away from home and into a new adventure. I wanted to try something different, move away from the city that I'd always known and away from the instant network of friends and family. I wanted a good graduate program that I didn't have to wait months to attend. I wanted to be close to Marvin.

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I've seen a few dark days in the past seven months since I made the move four hours from my home of twenty-one years. Days that I came home crying because I was lonely, home-sick, and broken. Days that I'd give anything to have a few good friends to call and have a meal with.

But I have also seen a lot of very good days in these last months. Times where I cried from joy. Days that left me so whole and so at peace that I couldn't express it in words. Moments that I caught myself smiling or laughing for no apparent reason.

I am especially grateful for those times right now as I begin another transition into what I hope is the ultimate career move just at the start of my career days. School still looms in the back of my mind and I am very impatient for May to roll around and this semester to be over. But mostly, I just want to count my blessings.

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I met Marvin over a year and a half ago in both our senior years of college. I wasn't looking for a serious relationship, more just a companion to spend Friday nights out on dates until I graduated in May. From our first moments sitting in Starbucks and learning all about each other, I think something told me it would be different with him.

I remember the next day texting a few times back and forth. He wanted to set up a date...soon. And I was playing it cool. I didn't want to fall head over heels, so why did I need to see this guy every night of the week? I knew exactly what I was looking for and a better half wasn't it.

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One of the earliest "grown-up" movies I remember seeing in the cinema was a comedy called Cold Turkey, starring Dick Van Dyke. The premise was that a small town would win what, for them, was an obscenely large amount of money if everybody in the entire town could stop smoking, "cold turkey" — that is, suddenly, as if the "off" button had been pressed and the power disconnected — for an entire month. The lengths the town fathers went to, to win, and the lengths the tobacco company went to, to ensure they didn't, made for laughter and hijinks that were accessible to even middle-school children.

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