The move.

Some sad stuff let me tell you ! Boyfriend skipped school to be with me all day.. That was good.. But goodbyes are never easy.. And It was just terrible.. I felt like it was all my fault.. I knew it wasn't but that's just how it felt. And I'm not going to trash IL I actually really like it there.. Sure the island life is good but the thing is.. I was there my whole life.. All my friends live there.. And my boyfriend.. We celebrated our 8 month the day before I left. My mom hates the cold, I think my dad does too.. But mainly my mom. I don't minds the cold. I actually like it sometimes.. Not when its like 40 below with 30 mile winds but like those snowy days, no wind and like 20 degrees out, that i don't mind at all. And to make matters worse, got no sleep on the plane, arrive in st. Croix and my sister is puking her guts out.. My mom thought it was just some old juice she drank.. But then I wake up at 5 am to hear my mom violently throwing up. That was yesterday ........ Way to start off the move.. I'm not sick..yet? I don't know .. I tend to get paranoid about that kind of stuff... And When I think about it I feel like I'm going to puke .. I never do tho. I haven't puked in 5 years.. But this time it's different and i cant tell when I'm actually feeling sick because it might be just my imagination. It was different because i wasn't thinking about it or anything I was a watching tv and it just starting aching so I took some pepto bismal and felt better. I hate this :(

No pictures this time.. Cuz I'm on my moms iPad.
Let's hope I'm getting one for Christmas!
Cross your fingers..