Home,

Doesn't feel like home anymore.

No one cares anymore.

But I'm still here, shouldn't that matter to these people?

Out,

mj

It's been a while,

Life's been crazy; good, ugly, lovely, happy and sad, busy.

And what a crazy time it will be next month; there is a birthday lined up every week of July, also a national holiday, and my family will be moving into a new house. Oy vey! 

Hopefully by around this time next year, I'll be a college graduate *:)

The boyfriend and I are [secretly?] planning to move out together to wherever I end up with my medical school acceptance. I am mortified of how my parents and the rest of my extended family will cope with such proposal but I'm determined to declare ourselves independent from everybody. I'm not afraid of being shamed or my parents feeling ashamed, because I know love will persevere. In every sense of the word. 

My happiness, and my love to the one man I want to be with for the rest of my love, and my future. Shouldn't that be enough? Shouldn't that be the answer? Shouldn't that be the end-all-be-all?

[le sigh] Well, it is in my book.

Life is crazy, let me tell you.

Hmmm, it seems to be storming outside. Everyone complains about the unpredictable weather, but I kind of like the summer showers that come and go here in Florida. If we can't have seasons, we might as well have some fun with the sun and the rain, no?

Ah well. Time to get pushing with my medical terminology studies now.

Lots of sunshine and love,

mj