Life’s been so good. But, a meaningful life is a busy life. This is essentially why I haven’t had time to post anything.
Lots of work, lots of money, lots of time with the boyfriend.
My new years went excellently. I had a small get together at my house, and oh lord, I lost it after one drink. I ran around in circles, told everyone they were awesome. Cuddled with everyone, including my straight guy friends. xD It was a fun night, not outrageous or anything, just nice.
Last night, on the other hand, was fuckin’ outrageous. I went to a party, and I don’t even remember how many shots I had. All I know is I was the motha fuckin’ life of the party. :D It was soooo much fun. Playing “Just Dance 3” while drunk is the BEST btw.
But aside from drinking, smoking weed, and experimenting with whatever else this break, I certainly don’t need any of it to be happy. My boyfriend truly is my rock. He makes the sun brighter, the love lovelier, and my heart lighter. I love him, and I am so thankful I’ve been getting to see him so much this break.