Who Knew?

Things could get so bad.

It's Been Awhile

I can definitely see that I haven't blogged in quite some time, and I used to be an avid blogger. There's too much that has happened in the last two years for me to shrink down to one post, so I guess I'll just be starting over. Rereading my old posts makes me realize how much I've changed, maybe I won't even blog here anymore, I do have a Tumblr..

..which I have no idea how to navigate, so in the meantime, I'll still be here.

I've been in a venting mood for awhile now, and right now feels like an appropriate time to let it all out. My Boyfriend, of about nine months, is possibly the most amazing guy I've ever met. Of course, he doesn't think so, so why bother telling him when I could tell my blog? My heart has never been this happy and pure, no joke. It's hard for me to even imagine being with anyone else, so hard, it's impossible. Honestly, he is the one. Not even he could be the one, he is. Yeah, I sound like every other lovestricken girl, but knowing who I am, this is not one of those things. Okay, it's close to one a.m. so I'm going to bed.

Softball Season..

..is finally here. Practice on Sunday didn't seem so brutal, but waking up sore yesterday was terrible!

Anyway, recap of the weekend, shall we? Friday I had work in the afternoon, which always sucks. Went to a friends house afterwards for a "kickback" and Adriana played beer pong, as usual.

Saturday was a better day, I had a whole day of relaxation then party at night. I danced until my legs hurt, literally. Dave, Adriana and I bounced right when the cops got there to raid the place. Then we headed to Walmart for softballs.

Sunday morning was church, and afterwards Adriana and I had lunch at Taco Bell with Kaeli. Then there was softball practice from four until six-thirty, and the guys team had their scrimmage game. After that Adriana and I went to Visalia to hang out with Adam and Steve (aka Jacob Black).

Can't wait for this weekend. Men's first official softball game is Friday and I'm going to go cheer for Jarrod. =] Until next time.

A Few Updates.

Grandpa is in the hospital, lung cancer.
That's all I have to say on the subject.
It hurts too much to say more.

Jerome is in Las Vegas.
Just when I need him the most.
This sucks.

Fin.

Easily.

He opens my heart again. Last time, I said it was the last time, but what if I gave him one more "last time"? Will he take that opportunity to make it all right once more? Or will he let us shatter once again, as he has always done? I love him, I miss him, and now that I know he feels the same...

Well there isn't much to it, huh? Either I take a chance and risk it all, or let it be, and not let myself fall.

What to do, what to do...