My hair is three shades now. Pink, blue, and black. My son and I moved into an apartment with my friend Christina. It feels good to be on my own again. I start back at college tomorrow. Work full time, in school full time - in the long run it will pay off. I am convinced. Financially we are fuct. The majority of my past has been a self destructive mess. Not anymore. Now I put up a fight but i feel like I'm losing and it doesn't seem right because I am trying so damn hard. Life doesn't seem fair but still I remain optimistic. It has to get better eventually right?

My grandfather passed away shortly after I stopped blogging. It was very sad. It reminds you how precious life is.

It has been rough lately. I have been a lot stressing. A ton of crying. Some praying. Since it has to do with my son I have decided not to journal about it. I will only write about my life. When he is old enough to write about his he can. It's only fair right. I'm hopeful everything will turn out okay...