Today's been alright. Mom just picked me up, we went to go grocery shopping, everything was fine. We laughed, joked, had a good time.

I like having days like this where I feel like I can connect with her and we get along well with eachother. They do not come often, by any means, but they are enjoyable.

Mike... oh my gosh, you guys... I know you probably hate me, but he asked me out again (*cringe* I know, AGAIN...) and I said yes. We've been happily dating for over a month. Things are going smoothly and I couldn't be happier knowing we're together, happy and things are working and lasting.

About caring too much, I know I do, and I can't help it. I swear to GOD I wasn't born with the ability to care for myself... don't get me wrong, I shower and take CARE of myself, but when it comes to putting myself before others, I just CAN'T do it. I try so hard, and so many people have told me to take care of myself and not worry so much about people, but I can't, I just freaking CAN'T. I can't. I've never been able to do it, and probably never will. I care about you guys SO much, it's just me. I was BORN to try and make OTHER PEOPLE happy, it's what I do. It's what I've always done. I always try to make other people happy, make sure everyone else is okay before I even THINK about tending to myself. I am always last on my priority list.

You know what? I was working last night, (Sarah was there, nicer...) and X and Y came into the store together! They are friends again! I was SOOO happy seeing them laughing and linking arms with each other... my gosh. The past DAY has been great. I love it.

Things are going good, I have to go help Angie and the girls with some Girl Scout stuff tomorrow. So far so good, guys.