Well it’s almost the end of month #4. I’m starting to get the hang of being pregnant. I’m really scared, I haven’t seen my boyfriend in a while, at least not since my birthday. (october 31st) When he first found out I was pregnant he told me he was going to support me and help me get through this but I almost want to believe he only said that because my mom told me she wanted me out of the house if I was so called ready to start a family. For one, it was an accident, it’s not like Bradly and I both agreed on having a child while he’s in college and i’m still graduating nor did we actually plan the sex. that, randomly happened.

Lately I’ve been playing Black Ops… it’s been nice and scary at the same time; i’ll say one thing though, gaming sure reduces the stress!