This weekend was full blown moving everything from apartment to condo. Our bedroom is adorable. Everyone will be moved in a week before I get the chance too, but I really want to mend things with my Mom before giving her a heartattack when I leave. Things won't be that different, I promise.

Besides that, I am very excited and also excited to show people our place. Saturday Trent and I celebrated our first night there. Good ole' four shots of 1800 will make you numb and feel funny all night. We watched UFC and eventaully; although the whole night was fuzzy, we crashed and I slept soon.

If I haven't had time to respond back to anyone, I'm very sorry. If I'm not at work and school I'm passed out or stressin over somethin.

Plans keep changing but I think this one is settled:

We are renting the condo in Oregon City. Three bedroom two and a half bath.

The last four days I have been doing hundreds of crunches. And that is not an exaggeration one bit. I am very proud of myself for kicking myself into gear and trying to better myself. Often I fear that in relationships you get comfortable with eachother, and you tend to gain weight. Not that gaining weight is bad, but you just lose the motivation to keep fit because your significant other loves you for who you are. However, I don't want to do that to myself, and since we have bad diseases that run through our family- starting young and keeping in shape would be my best bet. I remembered I have a bike still in good shape. I was bummed that Trent almost two years ago had sold it. Not many people own bikes anymore. And I feel like riding one. If anyone has one, and wants to join, please tell me!

And in all seriousness, Sarah and Roxy... let's do some powerwalking!

April, Adam, Trent and I are trying to rent a house in Happy Valley. Its a two story five bedroom three bathroom house. And by two stories I mean, each level has it's own kitchen literally giving the appearance of living in your own space. Sounds spectacular to me. Please, wish us luck.

I forgot to mention that Lisa, Valerie and I went out to CHEVYS all dressed up on Friday. That was pretty much amazing.

Finals are over with. I got the grades I expected. I'm not very proud of two, but honestly, the teacher was horrible and the subject was disgusting with her lack of teaching skills.

Spring break is here. I work almost every day of the week so I won't have much of a break, but money is money.

However, Saturday my folks leave which means fun times with Trent. And Tuesday Ryan and I are going to the beach for the day. Hopefully those days make the whole week fantastic.

I bought a new swim suit. It's adorable. And will be perfect for Hawaii. I best start gettin on the tredmil soon.

And for those who care: Tuesday and Wedensday are my only days during the week I don't have school or work. FYI.

I got my nails done with Lisa a week or so ago. I likey.

Ben and I went to the hockey game last night. They made the rink green for ST. Pattys Day.

Then I spent the night with my booboo.

I saw...

Macky, Michelle, and Trent is one single day.

Don't see Bridge to Ter. it made me cry.


300 today!

Life,

You work in funny ways. Let me explain:

Almost a year and a half ago when I began to date Trent everyone that I used to associate myself around had a problem with it. Maybe it was because I began to drift away; which was purposely done, or because I just never spoke about it. I’ve made some stupid mistakes in my past with previous relationships. When it comes down to it you just have to hold your pride and never talk about the down time. People always get bad impressions and seem to engrave those poor assumptions in their brain. I admit, I’ve done it too, and I still do it. It’s all about how the person delivers their negative response. Back to what I was saying, I don’t really know what started the whole, “Lets talk smack about Erica, but never say it to her face” game started, but it was a hoot, and it didn’t really bother me. As I have always said the only thing I didn’t like was how people I had been friends with for so long couldn’t accept what was happening, nor could they approach me with the topic. I began to realize that the changes that were being made in my life were a positive change. I was tired of the drinking and smoking fest. Tired of that being the solution to every problem of a boring city, and honestly, tired of the same faces. I never disliked the friendships that I had with these people, but I just wanted out of the same faces I had seen literally since kindergarten.

After Keaton died I had a big life change with myself. My paranoia became more severe. When I met Trent things relaxed. I changed to a different store for work, met new people, and genuinely enjoyed the way I felt.

My whole point is not about meeting Trent. I think back to what things would have been if I stayed where I was at. My boyfriend had passed away, his best friend got in trouble for distributing alcohol to a minor, a side friend went to rehab for drugs, more friends became sellers, and lastly, a once-close friend is arrested for robbery in the first degree. I could have been one of those people calling everyone during that time going, “OMG ARE YOU SURPRISED? OMG CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?” Looking at it from this perspective, I CAN believe it. If you don’t get yourself out of the downward cycle, you will be apart of it. Whether you’re the problem or you’re associated with the problem.

So to those who read this: No, I don’t hang out with those people and no I don’t do their drugs, and no, I’m not worried that the cops are going to call me, because I have chosen to get myself out of a bad situation and get above it.

For every insult I have ever gotten, and for all the times I felt like crying I’m glad I didn’t waste my time getting my panties in a bunch over it. It was all completely worth it and I would never, ever, say I wish I could change something.

Fate has happened to my advantage by my own choices I have made from the influences that changed me.

Down to size 5. 120 lbs. Five more pounds to go. Someone be my power walking buddy. Please?

I enjoy winning 20 dollars off of one scratch it, going out to Italian, seeing a movie, and running out of gas with Lisa. Couldn't have had a better Saturday evening.


PS: Countdown three weeks til I get my tattoo.

Someone make me a simple layout with font I can actually read. Please and thank you.