untitled story of my (sucky) life

May 29

Oh hey, this thing still exists.

It's been almost a year since I woke up with my face stuck the pages and then hid this book where even I wouldn't find it out of disgust for myself. I did honestly forgot where I put it for a while (largely do the the fact I fell asleep again right after shoving this under my mattress) but I was moving my bed yesterday and found it again.

Boy how things have changed.

I used to be an angry person such an angry person. Not anymore.

I also used to be so freaked out about one simple boy. 

Not anymore. 

His name is Brent. About two months after my previous entry, we started talking. I found out that he is the most loving and caring guy I could have hoped for. I was just too angry to see it that night at the dance. But he broke my walls down brick by brick and got me to stop being so angry and focus my energy on more useful things. Two weeks later, I told him I loved him. And I meant it. Three days later he said it back, and the many months since than have been the best of my life so far. Not always easy, but the best. He never once gave up on me when I gave up on myself so many times. 

Everybody deserves their own Brent. In whatever shape he might come in for them. 

Sure, lots of other thing have happened in the past 11 months, but I don't think I'm going to be writing in this journal again. This entry is a nice end to the story presented here. Who knows, maybe I'll start a different story on the next page. But it needs a new title because my life isn't so Sucky anymore.