Growing up.

MY BABY BROTHER IS GETTING MARRIED!!!

Wednesday, my 22 year old brother proposed to his girlfirend of 3 years. She obviously said yes. :) This wonderful girl just HAPPENS to be my very best friend in the whole wide world. I couldn't imagine a better pair. I'm so very happy for the both of them. Y

"Best Friends" ....?

I really don't know how to start what's going through my head right now.

I really thought I knew who my friends were. It took me three years to find out that my "best friend" was nothing short of a snake. Here I am sitting up late at night on the phone with her because her boyfriend's being a douche again, talking her through her stress, doing the best I can to be a best friend even though I'm in Texas & she's in New York.. but this is what I get.

I don't want to blame her for "ruining" a perfectly good relationship I once had with a great guy, but I will go as far to say, she might have lit the fire that burned it down.

I won't confront her. It'll put others in the line of fire. Never in a million years would I think that she would do such a thing.

I guess I'm just going to have to learn to not trust people. That will be a hard thing for me. I look for the good in everyone, and I'm too trusting. But being betrayed by one of the few people in this world that you thought you could always count on.. that woke me up to reality. Not everyone is good. Just because you find the good in someone doesn't necessarily mean they're going to act upon it.

My heart is completely heartbroken & for once, it wasn't because of a boy.

Well...

I officially suck at this whole "blogging" thing.

I'm going to go ahead and give it another try.

Not because I think people actually read this,

but to keep my own sanity.

I'm finally in Texas. I've been here for 3 weeks & 2 days. So far, so good. Job interviews are in full swing, & I'm getting school situated. I'm just waiting on my transcripts from my other numerous colleges of attended. Then it's on to the ever stressful registration! Woooo.

Despite the fact that everything's good so far, I've found two negatives to living in Texas:

#1) I miss my friends more than I can possibly express. It's weird being here without them. When something was going wrong, or I was in a funk, I'd just call them up & they'd be there in a heartbeat with some crazy adventure to take my mind off things. Life seemed easier having them around. Now that they're not here, I feel completely alone. I understand that's part of being an adult, & I know they're only a phone call away, but sometimes a girl just needs a hug from her best friend. Even a tomboy like myself.

#2) I miss my yorkie even more than my friends. I know that sounds kind of harsh, but Colt & I had a special bond that people don't have with other people. That's probably because Colt couldn't talk back to tell me what I was saying was stupid or my decisions were irrational. That 4 pound creature is my whole world. I talked to him all the time like he was a human being. When I cried, he ran right to me & licked my face until I stopped. Granted, it was probably because the salt in my tears & not the tears themselves, but it still helped.

In order to try & help me cope with the two negatives I mentioned above, my parents adopted a kitten for me. Her name is Skittles & she is quite easily the 2nd most adorable pet in the world - behind Colt, of course. But, she still doesn't fill the void. Sometimes I find myself more upset, because she reminds me of Colt. She really reminds me of Chelsea all the time. Chelsea's a cat lover. It wouldn't surprise me if she ended up being a crazy cat lady. ;) But then again, it wouldn't surprise me if I end up being a crazy yorkie lady!

Alright. Enough for now, I guess. Let's see if I can actually keep this thing going this time.