let me see you stripped down to the bone
I told a secret that I know ruined a friendship. I didn't want to ruin their relationship, that's why I kept the secret for so long. He wasn't angry with me, except for the fact that I didn't tell him as soon as everything happened. But as days went on with me holding the secret, I only felt filthier. Now, I feel like that burden is lifted and I can overcome the ordeal. I really do hope I've done the right thing. Asking my mom if I had done the right thing was no help, she told me it was okay to hide some things from people. I'm tired of hiding and I just want to be open. Are there good secrets, or should we always be honest?
Yesterday, I saw that life can be so fragile. As Jacob and I sat there with his dad in ICU last night, I realized that our days really are numbered. Seeing Jacob's dad, a strong-willed, humourous, old-fashioned father, so easily lose control over his body is scary. My mom also reiterated to me the fact that I should live my life to fullest while I can, even though the conversation wasn't of depth or seriousness. While we were talking about my 18th birthday, we got onto the subject of going to some clubs and I was saying how I didn't want to go to any in Corpus and the decent ones which only allow 21 or older in, she said to have my fun now because when 21 rolls around I'll be worrying about bills and finishing college. She's right, not in the sense that I need to party myself silly, but I should live as much as I can.
On another note, I can't wait for Labor Day weekend! I get to see my Shi-Shi, la madre, and Lexis! I don't know what to do for my birthday, road-trip or party or nothing.