Sooooooooooooooo

Well um, first things first. I haven't blogged since November.... 2012.... Ooops.
A lot has happened since then. God, a lot has happened since then.

Well 1, I'm engaged.
 2- I'm going to South America for 8 months at the end of July with James.
 3- I did some pretty stupid stuff that I'll get into
 4- I got my laptop taken away for a century because of one of those things.
 5- nearly god un-engaged because of one of those things.
Needless to say, a lot has happened since I last blogged.

We'll start with the first part. One night, I was having a really terrible night, courteous to family, and friends, and there was an enormous fight with James that ended with him threatening to cancel our engagement and break up for good. This causing me to do something pretty reckless and take out my emotions and anger on the WRONG people. And I definitely regret that.

The day after that, I went to one of my friends houses' after school that I thought I could count on this person. I was wrong.

Turns out she is a smoker and lied to me about it. And I don't mean just smokes, I mean pot. I didn't know that. Until the next morning when my mom found it in my bag. The day before, that friend asked if she could put her purse in my bag, and I guess it fell out. Because it obviously wasn't my weed that my mom found. Of course, they completely flip out. One of the very biggest fights to ever have happened in my family. And of course, they didn't believe me when I told them I had no idea where it came from. Of course I soon put that puzzle together and knew whose it was. No laptop, no friends, no nothing. Completely cut off and James was still really angry.

In the midst of my whole life falling apart right before my eyes, I took a walk. A few weeks into grounding, I found myself at the park halfway between mine and James' house. I knew he was working that night, so him and maybe a friend wouldn't be there. That was until he inevitably drove by (has his license and can drive himself) and apparently noticed me. He didn't stop. Still mad. I decided that was not how we worked and he should have stopped, and talked to me. So I took a look at the ring on my finger and angrily walked to his house. I took of the ring, put it in front of the door, rang the bell and ran home. He should have been there for me right? We are engaged, he should have just forgiven me. Right?

Little did I know, it was really tearing him apart more than I knew. I guess he found my ring and just had an emotional breakdown and called me to meet him where we got engaged. So I did. When I got there, he was there waiting for me. I stood in front of him and looked into his intimidating eyes. He had been doing some crying, obviously. Eyes were really red and he looked a mess. I'll skip the emotional bit he gave me. But when he was done, he grabbed my hand, and slid my ring back onto my finger. We hugged for what seemed like forever and then he sat with me on my doorstep until about 11, just listening to me cry my eyes out and talk. He didn't want to leave, because we'd been apart for so long, but my grounding was still in partial effect.

Things have gotten better since then and I'm excited to go to South America with him this summer. And that's what happened
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh