Girls are made of sugar and spice but the ones with tattoos are naughty and nice.

Soooo..... Al, who I thought killed himself, didn't. His family just sorta hated me since I was the one around when everything went bad.

 

I moved out of my dad's place and am now living in my own apartment, going to American River College.

 

I met a spectacular guy one night when my friend dragged me to a club. So I gave Shawn an ultimatum that he had to show he was serious after all this time and live together (like he always said he would) or I would have to end it. So I ended it, and it really, really hurt. It made me feel not so important to him. But after dating a month and a half Aaron and I moved into an apartment together and I'm am very, very happy.

 

Things with my dad have patched themselves up - probably since I moved out and we don't have to see each other all the time. He's happy.

 

I'm gonna start writing on this again. I miss it.