Decisions are funny things. They occasionally take so very long to make and sometimes you don't even know you're making them until you realize that you were decided the entire time without ever knowing it. Pity is odd too. Blinding. The pity of delicately saying no or scooting away when someone who likes you is scooting towards you. The pity of someone asking you to remain in town when all you really want is to fly away on the first plane. When your only reasons for staying are the snow and your friends. When you have lived in a place for your whole life and all that you care for are the friends and the ice crystals in the sky. Pathetic. I decide to not care what anyone but those I respect think of me, to do all that I want to, to learn and study all that I want to, to create all that I want to and to go where ever I want to. And to eat cookie dough until I make myself sick.
It's quite freeing.
(not the cookie bit... I would do that anyways)
I also learned something, some of the people you think are asses really aren't, and some of the people you started off liking are the real asses.