So last time I talked mostly about my parents and a little about Aaron, my current boyfriend.

We met December 19th, 2012 and were friends for what seemed like the longest 4 months of my life! He claimed we should get to know each other better before we jumped into a relationship and one of us got hurt should one of us decide it wasn’t what we wanted. It was smart I guess although it was never what I wanted. As soon as we started getting to know each other, I started falling for him fast and hard. I knew I wanted to be with him and that no matter what happened between us, it would be amazing.

After all those months of texting, late night phone calls, the occasional chat in the hall-way at school, and a couple great dates, we made it official. It all started April 4th, 2009 and we’ve been together ever since. Sure, it was tough getting my parents on board with the whole thing but he was more than willing to come face-to-face with my parents and meet them before we were even together just to prove himself worthy. He’s always been sweet, kind, caring, supportive, funny, all the things I could ever want in a boyfriend.

He’s 2 years older than me though so shortly after we started this relationship he started going to a Community college the next town over. This wasn’t the worst thing possible because we still got to see each other almost every day so we made it work.

Through all of this, we had our ups and downs like every couple does but we were about to face our biggest. I graduated HS May 2011 and in August, I was moving to San Antonio. 269 miles away.

Until next time, Cassandralyssa. ♥.

So I told myself that this Summer, I’d start writing a daily blog and write about anything and everything. It’s something I’ve always wanted to do. To have something I was passionate about that wasn’t required or necessary to help me through College or Life.

So where to start…? Ha.

Well I guess I should start by telling a little bit about myself…

I’m 19, and one of two kids. My parents are still married and they’re fine, I guess. I’ve got a little brother who just turned 17 on June 3rd. He’s cool but we’ve never been close. None of us have. I don’t have that amazing relationship with my mom. You know, that kind where you can talk about boys, relationships, and even Sex. It sucks sometimes but I’ve learned to deal with it. My dad is easier to talk to. We can have conversations about the important stuff and occasionally a few other things but it’s rare. They’re difficult to deal with, though. Dad is very authoritative and Mom just goes along with it. They’ve always been strict about EVERYTHING. Curfews. Rules. No boyfriends. They even had, and technically they still do, have a Tracking Device on my phone. Cool, huh? You’ll hear more about them as I continue to write.

I’m from a small town in the Rio Grande Valley. It’s called Mercedes and I had lived there all my life. It never felt like home to me and in sixth grade I decided that I was leaving! Whether it was to Austin, Houston, San Antonio, Dallas, anywhere! I was getting the HELL out. It’s the type of place that if a person doesn’t leave right after graduating High School, then they never would leave. I knew I didn’t want to be that person. The person who never left and never did anything with my life. Never traveled to a new place, never tried urban food, never stayed out all night on the town. You can’t do that where I’m from. I NEEDED to get away.

So I did just that, I battled with my parents all through HS begging my Mom to get my Dad to ease up on the rules and Curfew but it never seemed to get through to them that I wasn’t a little girl anymore. I had a twelve o’clock curfew and had to let my parents know who I was with, where I was going, and all that sort of stuff. I has a couple boyfriends through all of this but none of them ever seemed to last because of all the strict boundaries I had.

Until Aaron. We met December 19th, 2012 for the first time all thanks to Jacob and Liz. Anyway, more on that later. It’s a looong story. Ha.

So I left the Valley. I graduated from Mercedes High School, spent the Summer at home, and on August 19th, 2012 I picked everything up and moved to the city. San Antonio, Texas. Now don’t go thinking I’m all alone and supporting myself cause that wasn’t gonna be possible, unfortunately. I got into The University of Texas at San Antonio and to my parents, the dorms were the only option I had for housing. So I took it. I lived there until this past May and I finally got my own apartment!

I knew I couldn’t go home for the summer, because the few times I went home for the weekend, my parents were beyond ridiculous!

Until next time, Cassandralyssa. ♥.

This is me. :). I’m 19 and new to Tumblr. Lol.