Rest Assure It'll Be Another Day

I've decided that I wanted to take my blogging else where. As much as I love my Xanga, it's the new year and a new start. I had that account since middle school, but I feel its time to move on and try something else. Just as an intro I suppose I'll just say a bit bout myself to whomever may be reading this little thing.

My name is Valerie C. de los Santos and I was born on Valentine's Day. I am currently a college student at CSULA and an alumni from Oswalt Elem., Rincon Inter., & Nogales High School. I can say those were some memorable times in my life and I am glad that I was able to experience it. Though everyday I tend to think to myself wondering what is there to do with myself or what will happen next. I tend to be a lay back person that leaves a load of emotions stuck onto herself. I still dread the fact that my dad had passed away August 25 '08. I miss him dearly, but everything he wanted me to be I'm doing my best to achieve. I have a couple of best/close friends: Xanthe, Liza, David, Kyle, Fawzi, Jesmond, Lalique, and Monica. They've been there for me through my toughest times and I always want to do the same for them. It'd be terrible if I wasn't there for them. I do love them and I thank God for how he has blessed me with wonderful people. Currently I am in a church choir at St. Lorenzo with Jesmond and Lalique, but mostly with Jesmond hehe. I find it fun there counting that it's practically the only place I am singing at now. I miss dancing, but I know I'll find a way to get back onto it. Theres specifically a guy in my life that I tend to hold on a little more tighter than anyone else. His name is David Haig. Though its cliche for people to hold on to those they love for a long time even after they break up, I find ours to be different. I know the chances of us being together again may be improbable, at least we're trying to fix what was broken. I never looked at David only as a boyfriend, but also a best friend too. He was there for me the whole time my Dad was diagnoised with cancer to his death. He held my hand at his funeral and he knows the secrets I can't bare to keep to myself, but away from others. I do miss him a lot and I miss what we had, but I know I can't always look back and torture myself on the what if's. I know that if God wanted us to be together we'd find a way back to each other. I am not exploiting the fact that I'm "unhappy", because I am happy. It's okay to miss someone, and I know that he'll still be here for me. Though whatever happens, happens. I try to stay positive about everything thats been so negative in my life, but like I told Jesmond, "Just want it all to be new again."