The Life:

Love life:
As of 1-30-10 I realized that Adam isn't for me anymore. How it all started with the child. About 9 months I was in total love with Adam ( even though he lives in MA ). I would have done anything for him. The term one would use to describe me would probably be "sprung." Very sprung that I was with him. How couldn't I be; we talked every single day and told each other "i love you" and talked about our future life together. Talking to him every day for a long period of time became a routine: I woke up and txt-ed him "GoodMorning Babe, I love you. How are you ?" and from there on we talked until he had to go to bed. As one can see, getting out of a routine is not the easiest task to accomplish. But I realized yesterday, that I'm like Tom from (500) days of summer, we only remembered the good things about the "relationship" without the label. There was no train of thought of thinking about the signs that it was not going to work. But there were plenty of road bumps-- PLENTY of road bumps that i clearly ignored. I was too caught up in cloud 9 to think about the unhappy moments. I should have realized it when he made me cry, didn't bother to write back to any letters, and the fights we had. Now it's been about 2 years of knowing him and we barely talk. He hardly tries to make contact or share things about his life. I tell him " i love you" and he replies "how are you?" Big heart break knowing that it's seriously just over. Nothing more is going to happen between "us." Good Luck to ya' , Adam, in your life, I wish you the best.
I shall move on, because there's someone else in the life of Johnny.
Family Life:
I am going to make this short. Both my parents have a sancho/sancha. Both of my parents treat me like their friend, telling me all their secrets about their "secret" love live. Result, a really fucked up Johnny in the mind. Emotionally, I will never go to my parents for advice in anything. I'll never want to be like my parents. They need to learn to grow up because they aren't teenagers anymore. Life isn't going to be all rainbows and "happy ever after." Grow some and start acting like a parent. Liliana listens to me more than she will ever listen to my parents. The baby is going to be an emotional wreck when she grows up. That baby is traumatized to the max. Seeing anyone argue makes her bawl out crying.
School:
School is a bummer. Calculus, I am having a lot of trouble with. I have not been able to get a B in one test. I study so hard for calculus and my results always end up in C's. I used to be great at math but now I suck. Senioritis is hitting hard, and might effect the "walking the line" scenario. French class is a waste of time and energy. Mrs. Matthews is going to explode some day soon if second semester isn't better. The french one's are killing her and taking away from MY education. Government is over and passed with a "B." Pretty easy class in which I learned nothing about. "All hail Al Qeada." World Civ is done, thank you Gaga! Mr. Thomas has been a jerk to me trying to humiliate me during class: taking every chance he got and used it up. The class doesn't laugh at any of the jokes he says about me. Peter Griffin needs to go back to school and learn how to teach. English, _____. No comment. Digital Photography, that teacher can go suck on some big ones if he doesn't pass me. He said late work was accepted, and now he only gives "neutral" credit. Get a life and pay your debt, and then come back and teach.
Volleyball:
I have lost my self esteem in volleyball. A whole week of not being able to pass. It feels like my body doesn't know it self. The feeling one gets when they are growing and the body isn't used to the new length, but I'm not growing. Until right now, i figured out what i was doing wrong. I wasn't hunching my shoulders. How did i figure it out ? I looked up "volleyball" on google and saw a chick who was passing the ball and i mimicked her and TA-DA! Figured out. Let's see how tomorrow goes at volleyball practice. Other than that, school volleyball wise, I am still one of the best passers. I still can't "spike" a ball. I am starting to work out my upper body to gain more strength. I have to try out for my spot this year. Last year then coach asked me, which meant a lot more. She believed in me. It made me feel very special. New and last season this year. Competition will be challenging but we will go to CIF this year, without the wild card. Going to open courts with Jose has been a lot of fun. Getting to know Jose better and playing volleyball. Only thing i dislike is the queens that are in volleyball. They are like hawks, they stare me down because they know I am a gaysexual. But damn, they are ugly. I shall be a great libero this season; hopefully, not the captain of the bench.