Day 1 (June 16, 2010)

Happy Birthday to The Valdez Brothers

My flight was at 6:20am. It was the hardest moment for us. I could feel like someone was twisting and ripping my heart out. I felt sick, light - headed, scared, and confuse. I keep asking myself what do I want in life, what do I want at that time. I really don't have the urge to leave him. I keep forcing telling myself that everything is going to be alright, like how he would always tell me. But it's not that easy. All the music in my iTouch are the songs we listened to when we are bored, taking a ride downtown, etc. When I closed my eyes all I can see is, all the fun times that we have.
This flight really feels like it is taking millions of years.. :/