I’m sorry I haven’t been blogging. I’ve been busy with soo much stuff that I have absolutely no time to blog. Well things are definitely looking up. I’m single. Yes, You read right. I am free from the evil clutches of Caleb. Just because this may not make sense to some of you. I’ll explain. Before we broke up, We have been going out for 10 months and a couple days. On the 22nd day of this month, I decided that I should take a break from the relationship I had with him. So I did. The deal was no texting, talking, or seeing each other. Everything was going good until the next day when Caleb texts me and tells me that he has Jabbo-whatevers tickets and that he has no else to go with. So I start naming people just so that I don’t have to go with him and he’d have an excuse for every person I named. So after about an hour of naming people, I said I’d try to go. So I got permission and had my friend Micheal pick me up and drop me to the place of the concert, since my dad couldn’t. So I met up with Caleb and we stood in line for three freaking hours. I hated it. It was hot and I was tired. So finally when we got to the door. Just a couple more feet from the entrance and they announce that they can’t let anymore people into the concert. And let me tell you right now, I was pissed. I didn’t even want to go in the first place and I’m not the most patient person ever. I wasted three hours of my life that I’m never going to get back. So Thanks Sponsors of the Jabbowockeez. YOU TOTALLY MADE MY DAY! Well anyway, despite all the bad stuff that happened that day, I realized something. I realized that when I saw Caleb that day, that things weren’t the same. I didn’t see him in the way that I used to see him. He was different. I was different. I had no feelings for him whatsoever. The entire time that I was with him, he felt like a friend not a boyfriend. So the next day, the 24th, I broke up with him. It was the hardest thing in the world, not because I couldn’t tell him that I don’t see him the same way but because he was so stubborn. He would try his best to make me feel guilty because he knows I can’t live with guilt. He would say stuff like, “If I die, its your fault.” “See you at my funeral”. All I could think about was, “Do I really want to be with a person that’s going to make me feel guilty and miserable my entire life? ” Now that I think about it, I don’t think he cared as much as I did. When I was breaking up with him, it wasn’t him that was crying, it was me. I was hurt because of what he did and of course what he said. I can’t say what he did YET but I will. Once it comes up. He’s an asshole. GAHHH!! I know this sounds really mean, but I feel like I wasted 10 months of my life I’m never going to get back. I mean I did have good times with him but right now I feel like I could’ve spent that 10 months in a better way with a better person. I don’t regret going out with him but sometimes he makes me regret it. Well enough about that, I GOT MY PERMIT! I wanted mine ever since my sister got hers. So I started driving yesterday, and boy was I horrible. I think I damaged one of my tires. XO That reminds me, I forgot to call my driving school to schedule a time to practice driving with them. Ohh well, there’s always tomorrow. I can’t wait to damage their Titan and endanger others on the road! YEAH! I’m kidding. The last thing I want to do is hurt someone. So that’s definitely not going to happen.  Wow, this is getting longer than expected. I guess I’ll end it here. I’ll update as much as I can. So Doomo! Doitachimashite? Ohh well..

With Love,

Emily