So I've decided to move out of my dad's house and start a life on my own. I'm worried but eager to start a new job and continue in school. I'm worried about my dad and how he'll be doing after I move out, but I hope all goes well. I'm quite optomistic at this point in time.

Good thing I like storms.

So, my grannie had a stroke. She's doing better now, but it just made me think, that's everyone on the bed right there. My parents will be there someday, I will be, my life partner will be, etc. Crazy thoughts came to mind when I went to see her. I cried, which I don't do often.

My friend's wedding on Saturday, my first wedding that I will remember. Nervoussss.

Well, I decided since I've opened up so much already, why not go all the way?



Blogging isn't about sharing my experiences, I don't think, I think it's about freeing myself from myself. To show anyone who cares to look my dirty laundry and not be ashamed of it.



So, I was raped once. When I was almost 18 by three guys who I used to be very close to, had known them since elementary school. Dad assaulted one of them, he got in trouble for that. It comes to mind once in a while… Continue

I have no idea what I'm going to do with my hair. I'm freaking out over it because I hate having my picture taken and my head is just shining under the sunlight because my hair is so thin! ANNDD someone else is styling my hair, so that is taking out the worry in me having to do it (that only takes forever).

Well, that's all I got to rant about atm.