My weekend

Ok Christmas was great. My mom and dad sent me a bunch of presents so that's exciting. It didn't feel very Christmasy but what can you do. It was my first one away from home and to be honest, it really wasn't that bad. I thought I'd be depressed, but I was surrounded with so many good friends that I was happy. Oh and my mom was psyched about her stirrup pants. YEA MOM!
I was talking to 'Steve' (as Mireya and I refer to him...or whatever) last night about our weekend. We spent the weekend together by the way. It wasn't planned but what was supposed to be just a one night stay at my apt as a place to crash before curfew was over on Friday night turned into a 3 day long excursion in my bedroom with a few breaks for food and a movie. Oceans 12 was good.
Anyhoo, as I said earlier, I was talking to Steve about this. Steve asked what I was going to tell people when they asked if we were ok now, and I said just tell them whatever you want as long as it's the truth. Then I thought about it. What would I tell people? Everyone knows we broke up and I had a million reasons for it (or what seemed like a million). They all seemed like good reasons, but really I don't know if they were. I've decided I'm going to tell people I made a mistake about how I felt but that it's going a day at a time. So I dunno...I guess I'm techincally single but not really at the same time. And I'm ok with that. More than ok...