Happy Birthday Erin

On a brighter note, I would just like to inform everyone that it was my good friend Erin' s birthday today and we had a blast. I have fulfilled my scooter riding fantasy at last. I hope your day was awsome... it was so good to just chillax at Tony' s...

So-called friends...

I am very confused at where the line is being drawn these days. How long do you have to be friends with someone in order for them not to be with the ones you love. In my opinion, I would never sleep with a good friends boyfriend or ex-boyfriend, I would not even do that to an aquaintance because for the most part, I treat others as I want to be treated. Recently Jen Wood, who I thought was my friend, decided to sleep (or fool around, no one can be certain) with Andrew, my recent exboyfriend who may have truly been my first love. Of course, when a guy becomes your ex-boyfriend, its free game on what they want to do with your feelings. But if there are people you should be able to count on, its your friends. Jen was there for me a couple nights after my break up, she saw my pain, but yet she can look me in the face and be with him like it meant nothing. DOES ANYONE CARE HOW THIS WOULD MAKE ME FEEL? Apparently not.

Moving Out...

Moving out is an interesting process... Moving your life from one domain to another, looking forward to the future while having to let go of the past. It is so hard to let go of something or in many cases, people that have just always been there. Things you can rely on, people who you know will always be there for you but it won't be the same. I am so nervous to live on my own, to live with a new person, TO ADAPT. Will I be good? Will I fail? With big risks come big rewards, but at what cost? We can just hope it all works out for the best...