I Can't Wait To Go Home

I can honestly say that I have never been more excited for Thanksgiving break. Last year I just wanted to go home to get a break from classes, but now I can honestly say that I have so much more to look forward to when I get home.

These are in no particular order:

1. My little sister. I love her to death. I can say that she is truly on of my best friends. She has the ability to make me smile when I'm feeling like complete shit. She is the greatest. I think everyone should take the time to know her because she is pretty freaking awesome. I'm just looking forward to being around her and laughing my ass off.

2. My cousin Robert. He just recently got out of juvenile. I haven't seen him in what seems like years. That is my baby. I mean, when we were younger, we had a really rough relationship. I downright hated his ass. But we have both grown up and learned from our mistakes. Now I'm so excited that he's home and I cannot wait to see him and kick his ass for getting into so much trouble while I was away.

3. My Bestest Kyra. This heffa has been by my side since six grade. Whenever I need someone to talk to, I know that she is the one person that I can call and will be there to lend me her ear. We have always had each other's back. We have been there for each other through the craziest type of shit and I know that's how its always going to be. So i definitely can't wait to get home and clown with my bestest.

4. My Smoochie. I absolutely cannot cannot CANNOT wait to see my honey. He is absolutely amazing. He is a major part of my happiness. I wake up and go to sleep with him on my mind. He is probably the best thing to happen to me. The craziest thing is that he came around when I was least expecting it. And now I can't even begin to understand how I could have known him for so long and not realize that he was the greatest guy in the world. It's funny because he is so opposite from the "typical" type of guy I would date. Normally, I go for the asshole type of guy, the kind that I know is completely wrong for me. The type of guy that makes me cry on a regular basis. Someone that says he cares, but his actions prove otherwise. But not my smoochie. He's probably the nicest guy I've ever dated and surprisingly, I like it. I didn't think it was possible for me to have someone treat me with respect. I can honestly say he cares a lot about me and tries his hardest not to hurt my feelings. And I love him for it. Hell, I just love him because he is him. And I cannot wait to see him again. It has been way to long, and all I want now is a big hug and kiss from my Mr. Sexypants.