Today is my off day from both work and school and i pretty much stayed up all night, watching tv and now blogging. I'm a bag of mixed emotions because of the mayhem going on in my mother's house and the fact that i'm back w/ my ex boyfriend, I'm very happy about that. CG is totally out of the picture, the twat, but for the most part, I'm doing ok. I have God on my side. Truly, psalm 27 is really coming in handy during these trying times. V10: my mother and father may abandon me but the Lord will take care of me. I love the Lord and He has truly heard my cry. God is good. CG Well, last Saturday, i drove CG to the airport before going into work. I'd already been having my misgivings about him but I just shook them off. So, Saturday night he lands in NY. He first sent me a text to let me know he'd gotten there safely earlier in the day. He later called me to chat but my sister, cousin and i were driving to a party and were using my phone as our na
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