This weekend was a long one. Saturday we went to see my Uncle's new house. I cannot believe that he is moving. I love his house. So many things happened in that house. So many memories. I remember when I first moved in there with him. It was the house that I had always dreamed of living in. I was so excited and I wanted to be so perfect so that I would be able to stay there. I wanted to cook dinner and amazingly in the very beginning I wanted to clean :) As time went by I came to look at that place as home. There was so much love and happyness there. I know that by me living there I was hurting my mom. But life there was all that she could not give me. There was the love and acceptance that I wanted. I could be who I was and not worry that my mother would think of me as a slut or a b*tch. It was great living in a family that treated you with respect I remember that my uncle was great on rules and curfews. When I was going out instead of telling me when I had to be back it was when will you be back. As long as it was a reasonable time and he knew where I was going to be usually I set my own curfew. He was also great on the alowance. When I first moved there he gave me the choice of either a weekly allowance or money when I needed it. I chose the latter. There were a great many first for me that happened there. My room was where I first made out with a guy and my first blowjob was in that room. There are many memories in that house and it will be sad to see it out of the family. My uncle was always a "father figure" to me. His new house is nice but just not the same. I can understand why he is moving though. He just got married so now there is more space needed and with a new marriage it's nice to start with a new house :) It's a big house. The master bath is quite interesting. It has a jacuzzi tub and a shower with 3 shower heads. We joked that the shower is a human car wash. It also has a full basement with a pool table. I am sure that there will be some new memories made there. Not so many with me included but it will still be a haven for me if I ever needed it. I can still go to my uncle whenever I am having problems. He will always be there for me.

Sunday we went to a party at a friend of my mom's. It was a diverse group and interesting to say the least. I was off on the edges though. There was only one person that I connected with. Toni and I seemed to have a connection. We have both gone through the same things in our lives . At almost the same times also. It was neat talking to her. She was a great person and I hope that we will be able to become friends . The party itself was very informal. Towards the end I was the one stuck watching the little ones since I was the most sober person there. It was annoying watching my little sister and brother getting drunk and I could not.

Monday I worked. It was a slow day so it was VERY boring. But noone said that work was supposed to be fun did they? Well the day here is slow. I am not sure what else to tell you today. I may write another entry tonite. There are a few thoughts roaming around in my mind. I might let them out soon...