Spring Break…

My Spring Break was the absolute worst spring break in the world. I did not go anywhere or do anything, but I did go through crap, and it was not good, and that’s why I wasn’t here on the Friday of our Party Day. Because, I had a whole bunch of junk thrown at me not physically, but emotionally and I wasn’t suppose to come back to school, but here I’am. My spring break consisted of me finding a place to live, getting a job and get my boyfriend back, because he forced to move 3 hours away from me and I had to figure out how to get him back all by myself. No body was there to help me, because they told me that if I wanted to make big girl choices and have a baby, then I can figure out how to get a place to live and a job to pay for it while I get a vehicle to go get my boyfriend back.

Dylan figured out how to get a car and thank god he came back for me, so I wasn’t so stressed out. I had to live in a car for two days and he got a job and we got a cheap cheap apartment based on our income and it helped a little that we had his taxes on a card. So, I finally got to come back to school today instead of not being able to come back at all. So, Im really happy everything is kind of going back to normal instead of the stress of being able to wonder if we are gonna be able to pay for our rent. All utilities are paid so thats a bonus but still Im so happy that I can still get my diploma and I can also still go to college.