Well Dean's funeral was as hard as expected, but it brought so many people together that I never thought I'd have the chance to see again. It also brought two of my best friends who haven't spoken in 2 years to hang out the entire day, and we talked about all the things we've missed out on in eachother's lives. Shitty circumstances, but everyone needs a rude awakening once in awhile to remind them of what they've got.
I am thankful everyday for my friends and family, because they are the best people I've ever come across and they are constantly doing things to make me realize how lucky I really am.
Work is going great. I could only ask for some more hours. I want to go back to school. I need to visit Seattle next month to visit that lovely city and friends there. I miss it.
I am going to the gym today. Not that anyone cares, but it makes me feel good.
Constantly trying to better myself. I feel like if I blog it to people on an actual message board, that maybe just maybe I'll actually do some of the things I've posted.
I'm not fine, fuck pretending.
