…going good. I’m still minus a camera phone, but at least I still have money left over from my check…which was significantly less that what I’m used to getting.

I’m still around as you can see. Just been busy working…seeing Jermaine on my days off…(only had one since the 4th) and I’ll see him tomorrow. Today, Q asked me if Jermaine and I were together, and well…it’s not a secret because everyone else knows that we are…at least everyone who’s around here. We were texting, so I don’t know really know how he took the news.

My phone bill is here…it’s $1037.95, with only $140 of it being my part…the rest are international charges from Q’s line. By the time that gets paid, it’ll be time for my cruise. Don’t think I mentioned it, but I’m going to the Bahamas as a birthday present from my parents…in August.

I think that’s about it. I’m off for the next two days. Have a doctor’s appointment on Wednesday to get this cancer stuff checked out…I haven’t been back to a doctor in about a year. :-< Guess I need to go before it gets worse. Anyway, I’ve returned comments already. Have a great night, people!

In my last post, I talked about how my life was depressing. I explained the whole Q and Terin situation. Since then, I’ve decided what I wanted. The new layout is all about closing a chapter, and starting a new one.

Q’s baby momma (name shall remain unknown) emailed me on myspace a few days ago, saying that she wanted to talk to me…know who her son was going to be around. She gave me her number, but I never got the chance to call her, so she got mine, instead. She called while I was out with some friends, and told me a couple of things that I had never heard from Q. I guess that gained my interest, and the need to know why he never told me these things (he said he thought that he did). I guess it hurt me to know that he didn’t be completely honest with me. So anyway, after a couple of days of this, I decided that maybe we needed to break up for good. Move on with our lives. I decided that I didn’t want to deal with the drama that comes from him having a child with someone else. Knowing that there is always going to be someone there to interfere in our relationship.

It’s going to be hard moving on, but I don’t doubt for a minute that I can’t do it. Moving on is a part of life, right? I hope it doesn’t sound like I could care less about Q’s feelings, because the truth is that I do care. It’s just that this isn’t right for me. Reality has finally set in, and it hurts like a bitch. I talked to my mom, my sister, and my brother (one of the many) about how they felt about marriage, baby mommas, the military, and drama. My mom said that she couldn’t really tell me anything because she’s never been with anyone but my dad. But she did say that stress kills, and the situation will only get worse. My sister said that even though the man is a good man, it’s not worth all of the trouble you have to go through. Oh, and that all military men are dogs (even though I know that’s not true). My brother said don’t get married until you’re like 30. And when you do get married, don’t marry someone with kids. He said military isn’t all that bad (he’s a former Marine), that it just takes a lot of trusting. So hopefully, I have made the right decision for myself.

If I don’t get around to blogging before the weekend, I want you all to have fun…enough fun for me because I’ll be slaving away at work for the rest of the week. Love ya!

I’m still trying to decide if I like the job or not. Sometimes, I want to go back to RT, but that means I’ll have to deal with a couple of perverted managers and backstabbing people. Then at FL, everyone’s all cool and happy….no one really says anything to anyone…just do our work and go home. I get to close tonight, so I can learn how to do it. 🙁 I hope it doesn’t take long to do, but then again, I’m off tomorrow. I’ve been learning a lot there…I know a little bit more than my boss does now. :))

Life outside of work is pretty much non-existent. I spend about 12 hours a day between trying to get to work and actually working (9 hours w/ break) and getting home. So if I work in the morning, I’m gone all day. Today and yesterday aren’t bad because I get some time to myself in the mornings when I’ve slept too much already. I get to see Q next weekend. I’ll get to spend Friday night, Saturday, and Sunday morning with him. 😀 I guess I’ll be cleaning this place up again tomorrow, and work on my budget…it needs to be redone now.

Returned comments, thanks guys, catch up with you next time.