Life is what you make of it

~Wash dishes
~Straighten up bedroom
~Clean clothes
~Call the Center

I just tried talking to The Ex and was pretty much brushed off. It is understandable. I really hurt him. But he hurt me also. It's just that he always said that he tried to be really good friends with his exes. I guess I was hoping to get the same treatment. I really truly do want to be his friends. He's a great guy. I wanted to make sure he was ok, I guess. It never was intended to hurt him the way he was hurt. It wasn't like it was planned out. It just happened. Immaturity will do that. I just hope that he finds someone he'll be happy with. Someone who can treat him better and that he can treat better.

K's mother and her mother and I went to Cracker Barrel for dinner. Afterwards, we stopped by K's workplace to pick up snacks and to say hi. He said they've been extremely busy the entire time. They are also short staffed. That's got to suck.

There's so much on my mind. I need to find out where I'm going to be living. I can't stay at K's mom's house for much longer. It would be very nice to have a stable place to live and a stable job. I really would like to get my GED and go to college. I also need to get the divorce started.

I just want to sleep.

Sarena

I'm listening to members of K's family talk about Meg Ryan. They describe her as 'clunky'. I've never heard of her. I slept well last night. It was six hours but deep. Still, I'm tired. I'm always sleeping now. On top of that, I've been throwing up nearly everything I try to eat. I threw up blood last night. I thought it would be less stressful being at K's house but I'm still stressed. Even though I'm talking now, I still get butterflies anytime I have to talk to anyone other than K. I'm afraid of doing or saying something wrong. There are a lot of things that I need to work through right now. I need to find out where I'm going to live. I need to find a job. I need to get the GED and go to college. I need to get my life on track.

Sarena.

Alright I'm back from Huntsville. It's about time. K met me at the bus station. So did the rent and bf. K ended up getting a boot on his car. I am very tired. The bus ride was about six hours. It was preceded by an argument with The Ex. The people on the bus were nice. There was one woman who got on the bus after everyone else. The bus driver followed her down the aisle and asked for her ticket. She showed him a piece of paper. He said "This isn't a ticket." He asked her to follow him and she said she wanted to put her things up. So he picked up a box and tried to shove it in a compartment but it wouldn't fit. Then he made her follow him off the bus to get a ticket. He was really rude. She came back with a ticket. Then we left to go to Atlanta. Now I'm at K's house. His mom is very pretty and nice. She made french toast for everyone. I'm still throwing up my food. Hopefully that will die down in a couple of days. I am going to spend some time with K now.

Sarena

Journal Three - though a friend is letting us use this one for now.