Mood Swing

I'm in the mood to start blogging on here again. My boyfriend came home a couple months ago from boot camp, and we were spending every waking moment together up until a couple of weeks ago. He works and tries to balance seeing me along with seeing his family and friends, which I'm trying hard to respect but sometimes it does get a little frustrating. Summer's pretty damn amazing. Saturday I went to Squam with some friends and then later that night went to New London with them to watch some amazing fireworks. Then yesterday I decided to break the rules as I so often do and go out of town with a few new friends. We went to a place called Dennis Hill in Norfolk and chilled there for a while. It's a beautiful park with an open building at the top of a hill. My friends had every instrument imaginable, practically, even bagpipes! Kenny plays the bagpipes, and he's incredible. Some other people were on the hill with us and a couple's daughter started Irish step-dancing to Kenny's bagpipe playing. Randy was playing the Bongo drums, it all sounded and looked magnificent. Lately I haven't been sleeping much, I'm worried about me and Bobby, and I keep thinking about how heart broken I will be when he breaks up with me some day. Today is our 4 month anniversary. I was surprised how quickly I fell in love with him, but I can see why I did. He treats me like I'm a goddess and has me convinced he tries his hardest not to hurt me. He's made a couple mistakes so far, but they're minor compared to what could have happened. They're minor compared to what Robbie did to me...
Anyways I'm just rambling on because it's 1:45 in the morning and I can't sleep...again. I suppose I'll have to wait until 3 or 4 in the morning to finally be able to fall asleep. It's okay though, because I have The Diary of a Young Girl to keep me company these long nights. I've become infatuated with Anne Frank, and I think she was a brilliant young girl. I'm convinced that had I been with her during her lifetime, we would have made great friends. She was so positive and creative and...different than other girls her age. I especially love her optimism. Even though she was discriminated against because she was Jewish, and could have possibly faced death had her family not gone into hiding, she wrote in her diary,

"Despite everything, I believe that people are really good at heart."

Now, don't you find that incredible? She was amazing, I wish I could have known her. Yes, so my summer days have been filled with going to DNA, spending time with my friends and my boyfriend, listening to Nickelback and Taylor Swift, reading about Anne Frank, and smoking. I'm having a huge family reunion at my house on Saturday, which I'm very excited for. I absolutely adore my dad's side of the family. Then after the family reunion, I'm flying to Florida with my gramma, who lives there. I'll stay there for a week with her, soak up the sun and spend time with her. Just the thought of getting out of Torrington for a week gets me all excited! I can hardly stand the though of this town anymore, it's driving me insane. Normally, everyone's dumb drama doesn't get to me, but lately it's just too much. Almost everyone frustrates me these days, though I don't show it. That would make drama for me. Yeah, well, I'm gonna go read for a bit and hopefully fall asleep eventually. G'night!