I love myself when I am laughing.

Last night, my mother and my boyfriend were talking via Gchat discussing plans of him moving to California. I heard it basically went well from the two of them. So this Winter 2012, Ronnie will be moving in. I feel happy and anxious, but mostly happy. I love this man. We’re marrying each other when I turn 18. No doubt. Soon, our relationship will not be long distance anymore. We will finally be together physically. :-)

Just woke up this Sunday morning at about 10:30 AM. I am so tired so imma go back to bed.

I have a feeling this is gonna be a really good summer.

It’s been a little over three weeks ever since coming back. My life has been surrounded by routine and structure (school, doctors, home, church and repeat) which is fine because discipline builds character. Anyway, I was so distracted from all this that when I developed a new crush on this girl in my Spanish class, it was a big deal. I couldn’t stop thinking about her for the past two days. I messaged her on Facebook with a simple “hey” and her name but I’m still waiting for a reply (it was late, anyway. I’ll probably get it tomorrow).

Marijuana is a depressant.

I never had to do that before. I never had to break up with someone before what just happened. This time I really did have to. It was just not working.