My 'tired' mood up there is an understatment right now. Okay… So something got all over my bed last night, inabling to sleep on it. So last night around 2 I go out in the living room to go to sleep. Yeah, my body didn't like that. I finally started getting a little sleep (more like fading in and out of conciousness) around probably 5 in the morning. That carried on for like 2 house to which my mother's boyfriend decided he wanted to wake up and watch tv in the living room…. Granted, yes, he tried to keep the volume low, my boyd still wasn't fallen asleep. So I went to my room and make a makeshift bed on my floor. This carried on till the f-ing sun didn't want to leave me alone. To which I just gave up and fixed my cup of coffee. So…. I'm quite literally just runnin' on this cup of coffee right here…. Fun. I might have to fix two today though… Which sucks because that coffe is expensive. I had to buy my own thing of coffee for my Keurig coffee machine (because I actually had money) and that crap is expensive… But not at the same time. I don't know… I'm just so tired…

So I saw my boyfriend last night. That was fun. He didn't come inside. We both thought against it so he just stood outside my window the whole time. I felt bad considering it's getting to be so cold outside and here he was just standing outside… I told him if he got too cold he could leave. But he never did, well he did but that was because he had to. So yeah. We just talked. Something that we haven't done in FOREVER. It felt really really really nice. The phrase 'you don't know what you have until it's gone' rings so true. I had such amazing moments with my boyfriend. I still do, don't get me wrong. But those moments, that I used to have with him, were different. I can't really explain it. We took those moments for granted when we had them. Now that we don't every time we have one of those moments again, we appreciate them so much more. Like the other day. We were just sitting down together, my head resting on his shoulder, hands intertwined. It just felt…. so amazing. Like I was on cloud nine. We haven't just sat there, together, alone in quite some time. It just….. it felt like nothing was wrong. It felt like for one second everything was just simply perfect. Like my mother hadn't found my diary and we were still allowed to date and everything was just…. perfect. It was such and unexpainable feeling…. It was amazing.

So, I'm going to go make myself although cup of coffe and try to survive this day one step at a time. Going to see my aunt today. Which will be fun. But that's not till like 1 or so. Doing research on the 1930s for a realistic fiction story that I'm doing (based on my departed great grandfather's life). Fun stuff I've got planned today…