Well, as time goes on things seem to just stay in the gutter for me...when it comes to the car accident, me getting sick, etc. But thankfully I have awesome friends, family, and a handsome man to make me feel better. Especially my bffs and bro. I don't know what I would do without them..

As for school....I am sooooo confused as what to my major should be. I love Psychology, but I would love a minor that would make me be worth something. Maybe I'm being a dork and thinking too far ahead, but I feel like I'm running out of time.

Work is becoming redundant and it seems like I can never catch up with my work. I need my vacation.

Friends....love them! This saturday should be lots of fun! For many reasons! lol lol   Hopefully Wally has an awesome time! And can remember it the next day.

Today: Work, Final, then gonna go out with Brenda and Gus to a hip hop show in Newport. Sounds like fun! Can't wait! Haven't been to a hip hop show in a while...plus I get to hang out with 2 out of 4 of my favorite people!

Tomorrow: Work, go shopping with Brenda, and then....

Sat: Wally's Cowboy and Indian B-day Party! Yay!

I just need to chill and relax and take one day at a time...

So I have a dilemma.....

From my past relationship I have some jewelry left that I like but at the same time makes me feel strange.

I don't think the pieces that I did't wear often bother me, it is just the pieces I absolutely love that I would wear daily that have a certain sting to them.

My favorite white gold cross n diamond necklace and my heart ring....i love them.....i wore these on a daily basis. Even after the break up I wore my jewelry on a daily basis. To me it didn't signify anything more than jewelry he had given me and that I loved.

But after a while, it just started to bother me a little...thinking, "What does he think it means when we hang out and he sees I'm still wearing his jewelry?" Does he think I'm not over our relationship? Or I can't let go of him? Or does he simply just think the same way I do?

I thought it and then quickly just brushed it off thinking, who cares what he thinks. But like a splinter, that thought just kept popping into my head and stung a little more each time I thought it. Finally it pricked me enough and I had to take the splinter out; I took off my necklace and ring.

It just felt like every day that I wore that jewelry he owned a little piece of me. Like I was part of him. I don't know where this crazy thought came into my head or why I thought this. Especially since before it did not bother me.

And come to realize now, that he didn't even notice that I had taken the jewelry off. So I thought to myself, well now that I know it does not matter to him then I can go back to wearing my jewelry comfortably. But as I was in my room staring at my jewelry contemplating whether to put it back on or not....I just couldn't. Nor did I want to. Had I fallen out of love with my jewelry?

So now I don't know what to do? Do I pawn it and get other "replacement" jewelry? But I do like the pieces I have. They're just so cute. Do I just occassionally wear it? Or do I just give it more time? Do I just wait and see what happens?

Which leads me to think....what do other girls do with the jewelry from past relationahips????

I know soon it will be that terrible time of the month for me.....How do I know this you may ask???

Well, it has been this way for quite some time now. For as long as I can remember...I will start to actually feel emotions! I will cry over sad commercials, be uncontrollably pouring tears over a sad movie, tell my significant other that we should talk, etc. I mean I actually feel all those "girly" emotions which most girls are known for soooo infamously. I like to pride myself in being awesomely cool and easygoing about most things and not throwing drama tantrums and not telling my bf that we have to talk. But once a month I turn into........a girl.

Simply inevitable. It just happens. I have no control over it.

I feel so bad for those around me. Especially my significant other that has to put up with it. One minute I’m happy, smiling, and laughing and the next minute I’m screaming, “you’re a jerk!” And frustrated at how much of an inconsiderate bastard he is. In a matter of split seconds it can all go down. It’s simply just frustrating to have to go through a week or so of that. I can only imagine how bad it is on the other end…..then I start to wonder….what about all those men who have to put up with these “typical” women??? (Which by the way have smeared a bad name for all of us.)

I now feel for all men out there. I salute all those who have to put up with this 24-7. (And my choosen one, once a month) I hope it is truly worth it. I know I will not switching teams any time soon (inside joke for those Seinfield fans).