For the few of you who aren't in the loop at school, Tom and I broke up. We both realized we needed to move on, and that we weren't all that happy when we were with each other. We felt like we had to hide our relationship, and it was counterproductive, since we never got to be affectionate towards each other... the only thing Tom wanted to do was park it, and that was not working for me. Tom likes to think we're on good terms, but if you ask me, I tend to think otherwise.
Part of the reason we broke up was because I realized I had feelings for someone else. I'm sure you can guess who.
I know what you're thinking.... Cal Gant. He may not be the smoothest guy I know, but he's my knight and shining armor and my prince charming. We seem to connect more in a month than Tom and I did in a year.
Only problem is that my mom is less than thrilled. She's always been tough on me. She constantly checks to make sure I'm steered in the right direction; have good grades, dating the right guy and making sure the future she wants me to have is in reach. The only reason she's ever given me as to why she's so tough on me is because she doesn't want me to end up like her and dad.
(Ahh... Young love. Too bad it usually never lasts)
My mom and dad met when they were in high school. I guess you could say they were sweet hearts... well for the most part. My mom said the biggest mistake she made was rushing through everything. She was caught up in the moment and "fooled by romance", as she says it.
She has my future all thought out. She wants me to marry a doctor, or an architect... ultimately someone who's successful. Go Figure.
Okay, got to go now! Cal's picking me up for the dance, so of course, I have to go beautify myself! :) More to come tomorrow!
XOXO, Lola
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