How cute.

It’s our one year anniversary and we are getting ready for work together and leaving the house at the same time. Thanks for driving me to the bus stop. I love you. Have a good one at work I’ll see you tonight. Mwah.

Don’t you just love it when nosey people start to lecture you about your personal posts? It’s a rant or whatever. I don’t need an internet mom or a smartass trying to tell me this and that. By the end of the day, I know what’s going on in my life, and the unanswered question will be answer. Thank you!

So tired.. I have to get up for work now :( asdfghjkl 1pm to 8pm Jen’s probably going to make me close! Aiya so I get out around 8:30 pm. At least tomorrow I’m off..

// 2 years ago..//

All I ever did was post about sadness in my life, how depress and painful everything was. I deleted my old tumblr, I felt as if I finally let go of every little bit of pain that held me back from doing greater, better things with my life. I have. I barely blog about anything anymore. I’m content with everything I have. And will strive for more success in my life. Those days where I’ve always cut myself out from all my friends that cared about me, overdosing on pills, physically hurting myself to the point where I’d end up in the emergency room.. I no longer deal my sadness towards such action. I know I’m better and stronger than I’ve ever been, and continuing would just be a downgrade for myself. When I look at myself now, I sort of laugh at how I treated myself. I could of done other things instead of hurting myself. But I wouldn’t be who I am today if I didn’t. I thank those who’ve hurt me, who tried to get the best of me in high school, those backstabbers.. If it wasn’t for you, I’d still be naive. I’m glad high school is over. Happy I don’t have to see the same people. No more stupid little dramas from immature kids who think they’re the coolest 10 year olds. 

I am so stressed right now..

All I can think about is who I will disappoint if I can’t walk across the stage to receive my diploma. My grandparents who have been here all this time to watch me get this is in jeopardy because of my carelessness. My boyfriend, who has dealt with my school bullshit.. high school has really drained the life out of me to the point I just don’t care. Walking across the stage doesn’t seem that important to me. I haven’t accomplish anything. I didn’t do that great. It’s high school, it isn’t college. I know I will definitely do a lot better in college. It’ll be a brand new start. But for right now I could care less.. in the end the outcome of walking the stage or not, I am a graduate of Washington. I might of not walk the stage but I still have the diploma. No one will ask you when you’re going in for a job interview “where’s the picture of you walking the stage to receive your diploma?” In the end its the same thing. But I just need to make the few I care about, proud of me. And just not lose hope in me.

I live for the little things people do or notice I’ve done. It shows me the sign of appreciation. And when it’s returned, it’s one of the greatest feelings. The little details does matter.