Week Three

Absolutely. Crazily. Surprisingly… okay. I survived. So many good & bad & in-between things, where do I even begin… :) Not the smartest decisions sometimes but, hell, I lived & learned. I’m gonna keep making mistakes and learning from them until the day I die. & you know what? I’m actually okay with that. Life can throw all these random, sometimes unwanted things at you & you just gotta learn how to take ‘em… and make the most of it however way possible.

As an side-note, I am blessed to have so many good people in my life. I’ve never really had that close group of friends (for real) that I can literally share EVERYTHING with, cry to, and be totally comfortable in my own skin. Before I was always conscious about what I could say because it wasn’t relatable, interesting enough, or no one really cared to begin with. High school was a joke, now that I think about it… & it’s true what they say about walking away with only a few people left, the ones who really cared. Now, I have a home. I’ve found my “group” persay, when I wasn’t even looking. & I’m starting to love where i’m at again, mostly. I have a tight circle at home w/ my Chino girlsss. My bffeae Mads. My IB fam and certain close guy friends. & of course, my roommate & MCC :) All when I most needed & least expected it. I’m most myself/happiest around these people (you know who you are) and for once, efff i’m just gonna say it, but it has nothing to do with a boy :)

Mission (partially) accomplished.