This morning was a hard one to wake up. I had spend the night at my boyfriend's house and he woke up to go to work around 7am. He said he said goodbye to me this morning, but i do not remember that. When i wake up I'm almost like a zombie. We had a party the night before, so that was part of the reason for my zombie like nature. My friend DJ woke me up at 9:30 to drive him home.. But it turns out that he didn't need to go home until later, so i went back to sleep. I ended up waking up for good at 2pm.
I woke up to my boyfriend (tyler) and Angelo playing Guitar Hero and DJ snoring on the couch. We went to taco bell, where DJ bought us all tacos. =] The guys went back to work at 4ish.. I finally left Tyler's house around 8:30. I got home around 9:45.. I have spend the night watching T.V with my mother, playing around on the computer, and writing.
Writing is my number one passion. I may not be too good at short stories but i'm pretty good at poetry.. And i love to write poetry. Poetry can bring me to life and make me feel feelings that i never thought i could feel. ("feel" seems to be used alot in the previous sentence... ehh.. oh well.. fuck it.)
My home life has been better, but it's getting easier and easier as the days go on. Friendships seem to be falling apart a bit. I have been in the wrong with that, i guess. My "love" life is good. Tyler is a really good guy and i spend most of my time with him because that's where i feel the happiest. (cheesy, i know, but get over it). My life can be crazy, stressful, obnoxious, and great. I love the ride though.
School is out and i couldn't be happier about that. The end of the year is always stressful because of finals. I only had three finals this year though (religion, statistics, and english). I graduated on May 29th, 2010. My family was there to support me, as usual. The only sad part about my graduation was that my biological father wasn't there.
Life is good.