I haven’t been here in a while…

but I thought I would share with those that read this…
everything in my life is absolutely beautiful.

I just wish I had more time to share with everyone I love. 

Last night,

was amazing.
I had my “second date.”
A “home-cooked meal” and a movie. Combined with long talks about random things and cuddling.

I really like this one.

I’m really not happy

with how I’m acting.
I feel like I’m becoming a pushover and a whiny little girl all over the hopes of a possible relationship.

I would say that I’m going to stop it and man the fuck up, but honestly, the best I can do is try. 

So I just found out today that I have until my birthday

to get a place to live.
My dad is OFFICIALLY, ACTUALLY kicking me out. Not enough that I’m working to pay for my car, insurance, school, food, clothes etc… oh no.  Not enough that I’m going to school and working full time… now I have until my birthday to find a place to live. Looks like picking up a second job isn’t an option, it’s a necessity. Good thing I have a super awesome roommate lined up. Time to apartment shop. Shitty $400 a month apartments… here I come!

Looks like my life consists of working and nothing else for a little bit while I gather resources for this. 

And there comes a time

in every person’s life where they need to stop allowing everyone else to create their life and make their own decisions.

I might be unpopular right now, but I’m certainly enjoying myself.

Isn’t my happiness all that matters? 

If I didn’t have people that cared about me…

things would be much different.