Relationships

"All families are embarrassing. And if they're not embarrassing, then they're dead. "
-Kitty (That 70's Show)

Hi there :)
I'd sum up this week as: chaotic, brawling, unpredictable, just one hot mess! I technically still haven't had a full 5 day school week, and if it weren't for the events that occurred, I'd be cheering for joy.

Third Quarter Burn Out. Junior Year. 2010. It's official. I'm dying, but that's a bit melodramatic. The whole idea of college freaks me out. Actually, I'll be experiencing the whole living-on-your-own, growing up, responsibility thing (that would typically appear on a Full House episode) cause Dad is heading to Vegas for a business trip. And don't get me wrong, I love Full House! But do the math: Dad's trip=FREEDOM. But if any parents are reading this, take a breather. I'm not playing the full parental card alone; my aunt is staying with me and my sister. Now granted I will have a lot more responsibility over the next few days; granted a lot will happen over the next few days; and if this burn out doesn't kill me, granted you'll here about everything that went on.

So I decided this post should be about relationships. No specifics. I'm talking about the whole gang: the boyfriend, the best friend, the family. Everyone. This week my relationship with my best friend and my family were greatly affected. Just like any pair of best friends, my best friend and I go back, and no matter how bad it got, in the end she was there. She's helped me stand tall, even when I felt small. No pun intended. Here's the funny thing, she's the kind of person who you can't be mad at. Sure, it may happen, and you may say,"Oh, but this time she went over the line..." ect. But give it 3 minutes...and you'll feel like an idiot for blowing up. At least I did. She can somehow deal with my insanity, and that's why I love her.

Now family. It's easily said that the 1950's cliche of a family has been stripped down, and replaced with the 21st century family, filled with anguish, complications, not exactly a picture perfect Hallmark card. But that's life, and in a sense I find that the worst situations ignite into something beautiful. Personally, I've discovered that it's the worst situations that link my family and me closer. Family being close? Ha, yeah right. But in all seriousness, families are suppose to stick together. Family will always love you. What more could we ask for?

So the reason why I was out for two days this week? I had a rough patch, also known as anxiety. What can I say? If you know my family, you know it runs deep in our blood. Our unusual, quirky, weird Filipino blood. And I would be frustrated about that, but anxiety proves I'm part of my family. I'm so lucky. And that's what I have to say about relationships.

Scratch that.

Actually, when I first posted this I spelled relationships wrong, I spelled it "realationships". As I was about to fix my typo I realized a distinct word stuck out to me, real. Relationships are real, in order to have a successful relationship one needs to be true, real.

And there you go.