Life is what you make it, isn't it. No not really. You can spend
all day preparing and it doesn't mean anything in the long run. I
think that is the biggest lesson me or anyone to learn. If you stop
sweating the small stuff and just live naturally you'll be ten
times happier than preparing for a tomorrow that might never
come.
Last week on Friday/Saturday I had my first date ever in my entire life. It was scary amazing and fun. Worst of all it opened up a can of worms. It really did. The guy took it a little fast for my taste. I mean kissing on the first date is suppose to be a no no right? For me it is anyway. I am a prude I know. My whole thing is the moment he kissed me I felt this amazing outlast of emotions. I was happy to be around for that moment. I know it was only a first date but spending around 3 hours... (continue reading)
I know I am going to come out really soon. I am really excited because I feel that any good can come of it. Worst case my parents will hate me... that wont happen. I am lucky I guess. I just want to do it before work one morning. Maybe tomorrow. I am going to tell them and say its okay for there to be a awkward period because it too me some time to realize this and to be okay with it. Then leave them for work. It will be easy and painless. If only they were awake this morning nah, I won't do... (continue reading)
I have a book of faces. It is full of random faces. To some that fact might make them seem less grand. Those faces are full of friendly memories. Though they might not be with me anymore they are still worthy of my trust, assurance, and yes love.
