I am 20 years old right now. My first real boyfriend broke up with me on Febuary 5th, 2011. It's been three months since. I quit my job January 23rd, 2011. It's been almost four month since and I still haven't found another job. I haven't been trying hard enough and the economy in Michigan is a joke. I haven't accomplished much. I've reverted back ( Read more... )

I start over.
I will make something of myself, it's finally time.
I will find a better paying job.
I will loose weight and get in shape.
I will move out.
I will make a difference.
For myself and for others.
I will make all of this happen.
I will never forget him.
I will always love him.

Currently, all's well for me ( Read more... )

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My boyfriend didn't have to work tomorrow(because I can't sleep/I just like talking to him and being with him ( Read more... )

Steve and I finished the Homegrown(HMGRWN) shirts ( Read more... )

I took my Writing final..it was my third time taking it ( Read more... )

No home is a real home, until you have a home of your own.
This has been my dilemma for quite some time now.
I take my final (hopefully for the last time) on the 14th.
After that I need to make ends meet with my priorities.
-Job
-License
-Car
-My own place.
(With Steven, I imagine.)
I can't take this anymore.

Your smile inevitably makes me smile and fill with utter joy ( Read more... )

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