The Day after Tomorrow

The Day after Tomorrow

So last night after work I went to my best friend Toni’s house for a couple minutes. While I was there her step father started talking to me about god and how it was wrong to lie. At first I started laughing because I don’t really care and I wasn’t there to be preached to. After about fifteen minutes I said I had to go and walked out her house. Then before I left Toni and I sat down in the car and just had a long talk about me and my ex and her and her ex. She was trying to make sure I wouldn’t go back to my ex because she’s already been through the same situation. So then once our conversation was done I left and went to my friend chads house and picked him up. Once I picked him we went to a park and hung out and just talk about everything. We even started to bond and get closer to each other. I knew he was in pain because he had been in a car accident earlier. He said that his back was hurting and he hit his head on the windshield. Then I asked if his friend Myka was okay and he said yea he only fractured his arm and might of broke some ribs. I was happy that they were alright and didn’t get seriously hurt. So since he was in a car wreck I laid him down and started to rub his back because I knew what type of pain he was feeling. I also just wanted to take care of him because of how much I like him. I didn’t get home until twelve O clock that morning and didn’t fall asleep until one. So this morning I over slept and was late to school. When I got to lab I took my test and then I fell asleep. I slept through my whole lab and even part of my lunch bell. I don’t care though because I had a good time last night and it was all worth it.

Breaking up

Breaking up

I never thought that after two years of dating I would finally find it in me to end our relationship. He was my first love. I’m always going to love him no matter what, but I know it’s time to move on with my life and explore. When we were together after the first year he started to get really controlling. He would tell me what I could wear and couldn’t wear. He would try to prevent me from hanging with my friends. We would argue constantly even if it was over something that wasn’t worth an argument. My family and friends kept telling me that I needed to leave him, but I couldn’t at the time because I loved him and thought that we were meant for each other. After a while I started to realize why they wanted me to break up with him. I told him at seven O clock this morning that we needed to talk and right then he knew what I meant he begged to not let it be over and I kept saying I’m sorry but it half’s to be this way. Once he realized that I was not giving him anymore chances he started to say he was going to kill himself. When I hear him tell me this it upsets me a lot. I don’t want that to happen to anybody. So I keep trying to tell him that people love him and care about him and it’s not about not wanting him it’s just that I half to get my life together. I wish life could be easy and I wouldn’t half to deal with this but I guess things always happen for a reason.

Christy's Life

 Christy’s life

A lot of people that know me will say I’m a really nice person and that I am very easy to get along with. They will also say that they know I’m a true blond because I have a lot of slow moments and I don’t even realize when I’m having those moments. Mostly when I have my moments it’s because I’m tired which I am tired most of the time because I don’t go to sleep. I will stay up late at night texting or watching television being bored. I also love to sleep. So when I wake up early it messes my sleep up because I normally sleep in until 12pm or later. I have a pretty good life even though a lot of stress is involved. I have two brothers and one sister. My brothers are 28 years old and my sister is 11 years old. I don’t have a close bond with my brothers because we never lived together or had the chance to bond. Even though were not close I know that if anything ever happened to me they would be there for me. My sister Carly and I have a close bond and she knows that I will be there for her no matter what. She also knows that she can come to me for anything no matter how bad it is. I like to have a fun life for the most part so I’m never at home. I’m always at a friend’s house or at work doing anything to keep me busy. The reason why I never stay home is because if I stay home to long I start thinking too much and get upset about my life. I prefer to stay a happy person that people can come to whenever they need help.

Ready for Change

Ready for change

Why is this world only worried about their selves? Why is it so hard for people to live a simple life? How come people have a hard time finding friends? If only life could be easier I wouldn’t half to struggle. I wouldn’t half to worry about what would happen next. I wish in a snap of a finger I could be with a group of friends having fun instead of in school doing nothing. I also wish that I could go back in time and change things. I wish to be more athletic or live in a better house not half to worry about other people’s issues. Even though you can wish things will never be that easy. Nothing in life will ever get handed to you. Everything you do you will half to work for. If you want money get a job. If you need a ride somewhere you need to buy a car or take a bike to where you need to go. No matter where you are in life weather your rich or poor you will always half to work some way or another. Also in life you will have some type of struggle. It can be any type of trouble as if you were low on money depressed, confused on what you want is in life. Either way there is a way to make it through this. Try to take time out for yourself. Go to the park or invite family and friends over. Inviting company over is always a good way to help with stress or anger and even depression. Being around people is what helps you keep your mind off of things. My whole point on this topic is if you want something to change in your life you half to be the one to do it and not anyone else.

New Boy

New Boy

So there’s this new boy. His name is chad and I really like him a lot. I met him through skills USA. He’s really sweet and caring. His favorite type of music is dub set and he loves to play paintball. He’s taller than I am and has dark hair. Every day I see him and then I can’t stop thinking about him. One night over the weekend I and he went to the hookah bar with his friends. The bar was pretty fun even though I was kind of nerves. Chad kind of helped me with the hookah because I didn’t know what I was doing. We were also talking and he said that we would probably end up going out when the summer time comes. I asked him why the summer time and he said because he doesn’t have time to date right now and he needs more time so we can hang out more. I agreed with him because I don’t really have time to date either. So we both agreed to keep talking and get to know each other more. By me talking to chad it brings excitement into my life because I have someone knew in my life. I also have new avenues to explore and to have fun with. I hope that Chad and I ends up becoming boyfriend and girlfriend. If we become boyfriend and girlfriend I will be satisfied and feel like all the stress is lifted from my shoulders because I’ll have someone to love.

social life

Social Life

So I been with this boy named Ray for two years. Our first year together was really good until he moved in with me. Ray moved in with me because his father kicked him out and he had nowhere to go. When he first moved in everything was peaceful and I really enjoyed it. After about 2 weeks of him living with me I started to get annoyed and very irritable with him. He started to get really clingy and wouldn’t let me go where I wanted and made sure he liked what I would wear. He started to be a control freak. My parents started to worry so they sat down with him and had a talk about letting me do what I want to do and to not control me that he was not my parent. Besides the bad things about him living with me there were also good things about it. I got to see him whenever I wanted to. I was able to have someone to talk to and hang out with all the time. We were even able to build a special bond between us that nobody can break. Until this year 2012 he still lives with me. Things aren’t going so good right now. We get in arguments every day, and my parents and I are trying to find him a place to stay so he can move out. This is also a hard situation because I’m over him and I’m ready to start seeing new people. With him living in the same house it makes it hard to see other people because I can’t bring them over or he will throw a fit. I’m just waiting for the day that he will move so I can finally move on with my life.

My Family pt. 4

My family pt. 4

The year started to get better and our family started to get their lives back together. We were starting to spend money again, go shopping, or go to the park. We were just enjoying ourselves once again thinking that this year will be a good year. For most of the year we had a good and peaceful time. We were having a good time until September 2011. In September 2011, my grandma went to the doctors for a regular doctor’s appointment. The doctors told her that they found fluid in her lungs and that she should get surgery or she will die in two years. She told the doctors no at first and then my mother asked what was the percentage of her making it through this surgery. The doctors said that she has an 80% chance of making it through and a 20% chance of dying. My mom and grandma wasn’t agreeing at first but the doctor made it so believable that nothing would happen to my grandma and it would save her from going in and out of the hospital constantly. So they finally gave in and said okay to the surgery. My grandma was so scared of the surgery the day she went in for the surgery was a scary day. She was in the surgery room for a total of 6 hours. When they were done with the surgery they told us that she made it through but has brain damage due to the strokes she had during the process. The brain doctor told us that what we see is what she will be like for the rest of her life. We told the doctor that he was wrong that there was still a chance. So every day we would go to the hospital and work with her. We would give her water, talk to her, and tell her to open her eyes. We would even move her arm and legs for her to try and help her remember how to. Finally after about a week she had opened her eyes really wide. This excited everybody because it was a sign that she was getting better. Then a couple more weeks down the road we got her to move her arm a little and then her right leg. At times she would get frustrated with us but it’s what we had to do. My grandmother survived for about three months in the hospital and then she passed away at 6 a.m. in the morning.