I'm pretty darn happy at this point in time. My brother is now married to an amazing woman, though my dad had a stroke, it didn't have any major lasting affects, I graduate in about a week and a half and my favorite one, I've got a boyfriend. His name is William Carey Belsan. Most people call him Bill. He's my silly Billy :oD He makes me happy. This Friday we've been dating a month. Doesn't really seem real. It's like one of those is-this-awesome-thing-really-happening-to-me? kinda things. And if this is only a dream... I would rather not ever wake up.

For a long time, I had kinda given up on caring about what I did. I lived a life I know wasn't right but I didn't really care enough to fix it. I'd given up on telling people who I really was cause I was getting rather tired of being preached at and judged. I didn't want to face the fact that I was headed the wrong direction. Well, I did know that I was, I just didn't care. I knew exactly what I was doing. I thought I was being "myself" but I now realize it was only to impress people and that kinda makes me sick. But then I met this boy... I discovered it's easier to tell someone I don't really know the truth about myself than people I know extremely well. In fact, I think what made me even more afraid of telling people the truth was that I recently had a friend push me away cause I wasn't good enough. Cause I was becoming a not so good person. Anyway, I didn't try to hide behind the stupid mask I put on for my real friends. And the great part is that he still accepted me. I never felt like he was judging me. He never preached at me. And what's more amazing is that he liked me. Me in all my screw ups and he liked me. Not only as a person and friend, but as more than that. We went out on a date (though, going into it, neither of us were thinkin it was gonna be a date) and then a couple days later, my dad had a stroke and Bill came up to the ER to be with me. I was so thankful and still am. He came up to the hospital a couple more times. And then he was my date for my brothers wedding. A few days later he came to my house and asked my dad if he could date me. That was April 2nd. When he told me he was going to, I was thinking... This would be a really really mean April Fools joke, cause I like him a lot... So, Friday, May 2nd, we're gonna go get dinner and go to a movie and I'm pretty excited about that.

So that's my story... And I like it.

Sarah Ann