My Life

Its ironic how fate is so unbelievable. With in the past year I have had three of my best friends from high school come to me, out of all people, for advice. After all the ups and downs we have faced, I never imagined that would happen. Then to top it off every single one of their boyfriends have called me a "bad influence". I don't understand that. Technically as of now my life consists of nothing to classify me as a "bad influence". I guess if they are still dwelling on the past its slightly understandable, but people change. Judging people for their past is clearly unfair, just like judging a book by its cover. We all do it though, even if you don't want to admit it. Its like a habit that's hard to shake, a flaw that we all posses, or clearly just human nature. Even if I was a "bad influence" I couldn't force anyone to be like me, everyone has the chance to choose their own decisions in life.

Helping my best friend figure out what to do with her relationship of three years wasn't the only crisis my weekend obtained. We woke up to the ambulance on Saturday, my boyfriends paralyzed Uncle had a stroke. It turned out to be his second one, the first one had taken most of his speech away. Last I heard he was in critical condition. Instead of going to the hospital my boyfriend and I watched his nephews and niece. They are some of the craziest kids I now know, if you would have been there you would have agreed. I was so exhausted from the chaos I passed out by ten on a Saturday. That has never happened to me, maybe its part of growing up. I feel so lame.