Goddamn it feels good to be me right now. I'm graduating from my school. That's four whole fucking years of angst and drama being left behind. The only regret I have is I wasn't more social and that I'll be leaving all my friends behind. But hey, a better life is ahead methinks.
The guy I want to move in with FINALLY has a job. Sweet, right? Maybe next we'll get a place of our own. Cross your fingers. Monkeys are funny. I can taste purple.
I'm going to Canada in June with my ex (hoping to). He's going to be meeting his real mother for the first time since he was very little. It's an exciting chapter in his life and I'm honored I'll be able to be apart of it, though I am the alternative (his boyfriend was in a car accident and is immobile for two months. Ouch, right?).
I"m being interviewed for something!!!!!!!! Sweet
I'm being interviewed by a friend's mother about being gay in a Catholic school. Should prove to be fairly interesting.
Finally...freedom. I'm leaving my mom behind in a couple of months for school and the start of a new life. I can't help but feel like saying "Finally." I love my mom and I think, despite all the differences and fighting we've done, I wouldn't trade her for the world, but I want to be free from her. I want to experience life. I know there are hardships and pain ahead. I know I can't be prepared for everything. I know I don't know everything. I've conveyed that, like Socrates claimed, I know nothing. You learn by experiencing life. I'm ready to do that. Hardships or an easy time. Sorrow or happiness. I'm ready, I think.
Anyways, commentary or anything?
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