Journal Entry #2

Dear Journal,

I know I'm suppose to be writing in this everyday but I really don't have the time. Since I'm at home sick and not drunk off my ass like everyone else today, I guess i'll do just that.
My week has been a roller coaster ride since my last post.
I managed to finally hang out with my big cousin Tuesday night. He owed me for the past couple of years and the only reason I feel he did take me out was because of my high blood pressure. We have a very awkward relationship but I guess it works for us. We tend to push the boundaries but I guess that's all we know. From what I can remember, it was shits and giggles.
All I know is I'm never drinking that much ever again. I have never been that drunk before where I didn't black out that night and had that bad of a hangover that next morning. I felt like I was dying. I hadn't had morning sickness like that since I was pregnant. That was total BULLSHIT! So I swear I'm not drinking that much ever again! Well at least until I come back and I have to go out with him and his friends again. AHAHA

Anyway.... So to mark the anniversary of the 3rd lowest point in my life. I typically go to the beach to think. I've been doing it for years and had the opportunity to continue on the tradition this year, thanks to the greatest man I have ever known. We went to Manhattan Beach, had dinner at that cool little cafe place called North End. Then we went and set on a bench at the beach and talked. Though it's hard for him to really understand and relate to my demons he tries his hardest to. He's quite the amazing man.    

Gran finally finished our dresses and they look amazing! Exactly how I designed and imagined it. I'm super stoked about it. I'm really excited to go to Atlanta. I really need a change of scenery. I'm supper excited to see my high school friend/ twin Elea. I missed her big boobed life!

I'm finally out on spring break but I still have work to do. Fucking sucks ass! I tried to stay as late as I possibly could on Friday, but I couldn't. That of course was after I left home from hanging out with my crazy ass family. To top off my frustration of lack of completion, I run into Aaron's bitch ass. I just walked away and drowned out the bullshit he said. I think I'm finally coming to terms with the people and situations within my life. I told Comy that if I could actually just get a sorry from Aaron, I'd finally be able to free myself from this situation. Like that would ever happen! But w/ the help of Comy, I seem to slowly be moving past it. For this I owe him my greatest gratitude. He will never understand how much his support means to me. Even though I may not really show it.

So as of Tuesday I'll be on m way to the ATL. So excited! I've never been there before so I'm excited to see what it will bring. Hopefully my God-forsaken accent doesn't come back in full force... That'll be embarrassing like it always is. Last thing I need is to be called Carolina River Cricket again.... Well that's all that's on my mind for the time being.

Toodles!