So in the past few days I have lost my taken one and been the victim of some horrible stomach illness that is making the rounds. Not a very nice week. So in loosing choosing to loose my boy (mutual) it has given me a better perspective of the world. I am my one person now, free to make my own mistakes and I don’t have to care what anyone thinks. I love the fact that I can wear what I want and not have to think…. “Hmmm will he like this on me, or think I look bad?” And I’m free to eat or not eat without scrutiny. The down side is that I miss my cuddles, but I will have to get them from my teddy bear :-p It’s going to be hard in the next few weeks, especially knowing that he’s only a few feet away and I can’t touch him. The word ‘housemate’ is going to get thrown around alot. but hopefully the word ‘happiness’ is going to prevail. As they say, and not to sound so dramatic but today is the first real day of the rest of my single life… or something like that, and I think I like that. I’m actually looking forward to craziness and boys and flirting with my gal pal and the thought of not being held back by someone. And hopefully not having my mood ruined by that someone. I would go out and treat myself to something special but I’m broke from the horrible stomach disease, how annoying. Oh and as for that previously post mentioned boy he does want to hang with me, and have fun with me so maybe I’ll get to touch him after all.

I wanted this post to have a lighter note than the last so I wont go into any other details about it just yet.