awkward chicken dance man

So I work tomorrow at 8...am. Not too impressed considering I forgot about it until after I had planned a night out with the girls, and Kalen. :/ Not so happy. But I am home again, and I will sleep tonight. Early.

I noticed something today. I haven't stepped foot in my apartment for a week...
An entire week. I couldn't figure out why until tonight. It is fine there, not super cold, and my bed is there along with my cloths. I figured out why tonight however. It occured to me when I decided since I wasn't sick anymore I should go home. In my mind I was ready, but in my gut I was not. All I could think about was how whenever I walked through the door all I felt was the cold, stale air engulfing me. It doesn't feel like home, it doesn't make me happy when I walk in anymore. As much as I don't like my parents, I just want to come back. It's warm there, I am not alone there. I do not think about his lips on my skin or his arms wrapped around my waist while sleeping every night. It feels like it did when he had his own apartment, which will only prolong my problem, but it soothes me. I can wrap a pillow up in his sweater, close my eyes and feel his breath again upon my neck. I adore him, and I cant handle being in our home alone without him. All he does is work his ass off to save money so he can buy a car and get a place for us to stay so I can come back with him. He is working so hard to get me there, so hard. I feel weak compared to him. He cries at night, he misses me, but he works so hard. He continues his life and he strives to do his best. I need to do that. I need to stop being depressed, and just get my ass in gear to save money for him! I want to move back home. I don't want to be the loser that moves back home, but I need to. For him. I will do anything for him. I will sell my bass! Yes! Yes. I love it, but I need to. I never use it. It will be for him. <3 For my Bradley.

I went to school today. It was pretty interesting. I was not feeling up to par for working, so I called in. I talked to Mr. Gogol about my idea, and he agreed. I'm happy. It will be the best thing to see his face when I show him the picture! <3 <3 <3 <3 I also went to writing class again! I am so going to post my awkward man description. :D It was amazing. You will all get a great giggle out of it! Oh, and Brad and I had a fight. But we're good again. I got mad...and he apologized. :)

So. I have a question for all of you out there. Firsts; which do you remember most vividly? I remember with the most detail the first time I saw my mother cry, my boyfriend cry, and my father cry. I guess those are the things that get to me most. I also remember the first time I ever slept with Brad...haha. Not that way...I'm meaning over night. It was very cute, I adore him. Rawr! Bed!
Peeeeeace!