That's what I get.

He...
He drives me up the wall
He has imperfections that make him perfect
He always has to be right
He knows it all, every dirty detail
He knows just what to say to ruin my day
He laughs at and with me at all the right times
He is often the source of my tears
He is a hero, my hero
He can’t make up his mind
He is comforting, and supportive
He won’t try to make it right
He loves me through my issues
He makes me want to scream
He is my (second) best friend.
but, only second to Sierra, and honestly...who can top her?


Anyways.
I have not updated this week.
and it's Wedbnesday which means that a whole butt load of crap has happened, and I have not yet spilled the beans.
Let's talk about the monumental change that is about to take place in my household.

TJ got a job. He leaves sunday for 3 months.
Mom's job starts the same day.
Dad, apparently also got a job.
So now I just need to get my hands on one.
That sentence just stressed me the heck out.

oh well.
When did I get so weak?
since when do I let guys walk all over me?
ohhh the answer?
since always.
"That's what you get when you let your heart win."
Thanks Crystal.

Ugh I dont even know where this blog is going.

wow.
Stressssssed.
That was so uncalled for.
I'm bout tuckered out.