June 23, 2011.

Hey all. I guess let's start with an apology. I know I keep waiting forever to write to you guys and lately when I have written it was just, blah. I haven't been opening up to you guys as much as I would like to. So, here we go.
The past couple days have been harder for me than they should have been. I hate that this is having to be written but, if I want to be honest with myself, it does. Jon left me.
The one guy that has made me so happy and showed me what it felt like to be 100% at the top of my world. And, he's gone. No one did anything wrong. No cheating, no lying, no screaming fights. He just didn't want this anymore. At least not for now. My friends are trying to be helpful but of course, they're not. They're saying things like:
"No offense, but I think he left you for another girl. This is just too weird."
"Oh well, he's a douchebag."
"You were only dating like, a month. Let it go."
To combat these remarks, I'd like to say this. First off, he didn't leave me for another girl. He left me because he doesn't know what he wants. He can't figure out if this awesome thing that was happening between us is as awesome as he'd like it to be. And if he was leaving me for another girl, hearing you say it doesn't help me. Believe it or not, it hits a spot way down deep that just makes it all worse. Second, he is not a douchebag. He is the sweetest, most caring, most amazing, funniest, greatest guy. He deserves to be happy more than anyone I have ever known. And if I'm not what or who is doing that for him, then I want him to go find who or what will. And lastly, to quote one of my newest friends, the heart can't tell how long it's been. It just knows what it feels and how strongly it feels it. When I met Jon, alarms went off, the light bulb came on, and I realized that is what I had been missing out on with all the other losers and low-lifes and cheaters and liars. I had been missing the person that makes me want to wake up in the morning and just be a better person. He is the one I want to lay down next to at night and wake up next to the next morning. He keeps me going through out the day. Even the bad days. He's the reason I just shrug off the little annoyances and just focus on the good in life. The reason I am saying "is" instead of "was" is simply because he still is that person. If there was one thing I could say to him right now it would be this...
Jon, you are an amazing man. You have a great sense of humor, you're sweet, you're honest, and have an overall kick ass personality. Not to mention, look at you. You're hot. And with all that being said, I hope you find what it is that is going to make you happy. I hope you can fill that emptiness inside of you and reignite the passion for life. I wish I could have been the one to do that for you, and maybe one day I will be. I'm glad to say I know you and I always will be. I miss you so much and I am constantly hoping that whatever you're doing, wherever you're doing it, and whomever you're doing it with, that you're happy. And I hope that you think about me and the brief yet amazing time we spent together. I love you just as much now, if not more, than I did when I first met you.

And for the rest of you out there in the blog world, I love you too. You're always there for me when I need you and you never nag at me to do more for you.
Love,
Jenny-Lynn <3

June 8, 2011.

Sort of a sporadic blog, this is. Sorry about the latest long hiatus from writing. Some things you might want to know. I was in a relationship for a bit there, with a fellow named Oliver. I thought he was hot. Other than he was completely dull. He had no life, no ambitions, hated everything and everyone, treated me like crap because it made him feel better. And worst of all, admitted to wanting a brainless, gullible, naive girl with the lowest of self-esteems who fawned over his every move no matter how much of a dick he was to her. Sadly, I can't honestly tell you that I left him after he admitted that. I laughed a bit and said, "and yet you're dating me." However, on a high note, the relationship was terminated. Of course now he's telling people that I'm crazy and fat. But, hey. Whatever help you sleep at night, Oliver. =]
After we broke up, I started getting really down on myself. You know the whole, "am I good enough?" "who could love me?" type deals. And I decided to check up on a dating website that I had made months prior. Crazy enough, after a week or so of checking messages, talking to a couple of people, I met this guy. His name is Jonathan. We went out on a spur of the moment "date" to Wal*Mart. Then to McDonalds for a frozen strawberry lemonade. At midnight, by the way. We talked for hours, fell asleep, and when I woke up...there he was. We started hanging out more and then, he asked me to be his girlfriend.
This man is gorgeous. He's got these great blue eyes that show his every emotion. He has a great body. He's funny, and charming. He treats me like a freaking goddess. His sole purpose is to make me happy. That's all this boy does. He's 24, works at a bank, graduated with a 2 year degree in some sort of computer studies, and he plans on going back to get his 4 year degree. He has everything. He's perfect.
I'm in love. For real this time.
He lifts me up whenever I feel like I'm plummeting.
I'm just ... very happy.
I'm still in school for Massage Therapy. Which I love. I'm starting a work-out regimen to get myself to where I want to be. I have a life now! I mean, just this past weekend I went out to dinner, saw a movie, went to a metal concert, and went to the mall. And this weekend I might be going to Six Flags! Which would be awesome. I sincerely just love my life. And I'm very excited to be able to share this with you guys. =]
And of course, I love you.
Jenny-Lynn <3