Where to start?

I know that it has been FOREVER.

I don't know where to start, so I am going to start with leaving Mackinac.
I left Mackinac and came home and had to deal with whether or not I was going to move into my apartment in Muir. Muir is this SMALL town at the corner of The end of the world and The middle of no where. So I contacted the company that owns to apartments and broke my lease. So I was now at home in my moms 2 bedroom apartment dying for a way to get out.

Mom and I were living on egg shells for a while. As anyone who has ever lived on their own knows, there is nothing harder than living alone and then moving in with Mom. It's HELL. There were some good times, as there always are with a parent, and then we got into a HUGE fight. Like HUGE. One of the worst that we had ever gotten into. I left the house and made sure not to come back until I knew that she was going to be gone. Soon after I had got a new apartment and was moving out.
I didn't leave on bad terms or anything. Mom and I have the fights that once we yell and scream at each other and slam doors. It's done. So I got approved and the keys for my apartment. I moved in and have been enjoying my humble abode ever since. It's SO nice to have my OWN home. I have the CUTEST one bedroom apartment. Just my LaVerne and I hanging out in Apartment 23. I thought that it was only fitting that my first apartment all to myself was 23 and I was turning 23 in just a few weeks. :)

Earlier in the blog I noticed that I had been talking about Tom. While I was on the Island we did start talking again. That led to us falling into our old ways. Long walks with talk about everything. Sitting in the park looking at the sky. And. Lots. and LOTS of sex. Then we didn't talk for a while, then when I left the Island I didn't talk to him. Then one day I got a text from him out of the blue. We talked again. I went up to get him for a few days when he had some time off. I got him. We spent that time off together. It was nice. Then he invited me to his cousins wedding. There was a part of me that on the day of the wedding (11-6) didn't want to go. But I went. Tom was the best man. His whole family was there. He caught the garter. I caught the bouquet. We proceeded to get DRUNK. Then we went outside. I was going to get him another beer. And we had a talk. I'm not going to get into what was said. I can sum it up with, he hasn't changed. At all. I was mad at him. Yes. He made me bawl. Hysterically. More than being mad at him, I was mad at myself. Mad at myself for letting me go back there with him. Letting me get to the point where I thought that we could be happy again. Tom hasn't changed. He is still upset from him break up with Rebecca. That's fine. He dated her for 2 years. I was torn up about my break up with Tom for a LONG time, and we dated for 18 months. You can't put a rush order on healing a broken heart. It just doesn't happen. He said that we are good friends. I don't agree. Because we aren't. Tom and I don't know how to be friends. We have never had to be. We dove head first into a relationship and built a friendship on that. Then we broke up and treated each other like the plague. Then we start talking again and practically dove right back into a relationship. That's not friends. So he can't think that now, after all that we have been through, after all that has happened, that we can be friends. Nope. I left the wedding in a drunken blur. I don't remember getting to my friend Fred's house. All I know is that I got there. Haven't spoke to Tom since. Funny how friends treat you.

Now.

Let's see. Now we are up to early November. Just before the debacle with Tom I had my 23 birthday. Nothing spectacular happened. My mom bought me a balloon. That was about it. I am collecting unemployment. That's another perk to filling your contract on the Island. You can get the state to pay you for working up there. :) After the scene at the wedding I was a hobbit for a few days. Had to cry myself into feeling better. Like I said, I was mad at Tom. But I was more mad at me. Part of me knew going into that wedding that it was over. And I think that is why I did end up going. I needed to hear what I already knew. I will always love him. He was there for me in some of the darkest days of my life. He saved my life in more ways than one. We had that Jack & Rose relationship. The timeless love. That no matter if we are together we will be tied to each other. Sometimes you just grow apart. And that's what happened. I grew up and realized I needed someone who wasn't going to treat me like a child, and he still wants to play mind games. But now I am better. Sure there are days that I miss him. There are times that I want to call my best friend and tell him about the joke that I just heard. But I don't. It's best this way. Gotta leave well enough alone.

As for my current relationship status? I'm taken. Taken by a wonderful man. We went to high school together. Back then I was too good for him. And he ALWAYS had a girl friend. We liked each other but never said anything to one another about it. We were friends, but because of the circle that I was in, I couldn't like him. Well, couldn't let my friends know. But thanks to the modern marvels of the internet and facebook. We came back into each others lives. Started talking, calling each other, texting all that jazz. We would have hung, out but he was in Denver at the time. :( Long distance SUCKS. Then just after his birthday (12-9) he moved to North Carolina for a change. He is now enlisting in the Marines. :) Ohh how I love a Marine in his dress blues. Ohh how I love my Marine. :)
Now we are into 2011. I can't believe that 2010 went by as fast as it did. I have heard that time flies when you are having fun, I can't say that I was having fun for ALL of 2010, but none the less it flew by. Now we are almost to the end of January. I am supposed to be going down to North Carolina for Valentines Day to see Dave. Oh God I hope that I can! I can't think of anything worse than being alone on Valentines Day. We have been together for a while now, not sure if I can even say when we became "official", it's hard. I can't lie. The other night I had a break down. I can't take not seeing him. It's hard as hell to come home and want to cuddle up next to your "other" and only have a hoodie of his and a phone to hold when you want to hear his voice. But I know that this is only a temporary home for our relationship. We have plans for being together. There is something SO comforting about this one. Even though he is 14 hours away from me, I know that he isn't going to let me fall. After I do my season on the Island (May to October) we are going to be together. By then he should be all done with his basic and all the special training that he is going to need, and we will be able to be together. :) Good things come to those who wait. And I am NOT a patient person at all. I hate it. I HATE waiting. I am one of those, 'I want what I want, when I want it, and I want it now' people. But if there is anything that Dave is teaching me, it's that you have to wait. :)
It feels so good to be this happy. There were times, when I wasn't sure if I could be happy again. But I am. I am on a new level of happy. :) I love it. Simply put. I love him. Everything about him.
Life is good.

Well, I think that I have everything covered that I wanted to cover. :) I have a "special" copy of Black Swan that I am going to curl up and watch. Promise that it won't be MONTHS before I write again!

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It's been SO long!!

I can't even remember the last time that I was here! So much has happened! I don't know where to begin!! I am going to have to sit down and look at my calendar and then start writing!!!

I will be back soon!
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