Beginings

All stories need a good beginning but if your reading this you probably know me and if you don't, talk to me too find out.

I'm almost done with school, I can't believe there is only 4 weeks (total) left of school. I'm so tired though it might as well be a world away. But I guess if I've done the last two and half terms I can do this, SAC havoc or not.

On a totally unrelated note today was my 6 months with Tammy, making this my longest relationship and easily the one I've felt the most comfortable with. But that still doesn't stop me from feeling like an arsehole. Most of the time I feel to demanding and I can never work out why (or don't want to admit to myself what I suspect) and sometimes I take it out on Tammy which just makes it suck. I still love her to bits, but sometimes I get so worked up with myself that I get angry at hurt. God knows I would never hurt my beautiful little lady, but I know I hurt her emotionally and it tears me up. I try, I try.

But that only ever comes up when I think about it by myself. I've never been truly angry at her face to face, she just melts my heart to much. And I see her everyday at school so that helps. And we're celebrating our 6 months on Saturday and that will be great regardless.

And the guys are really helping me hold my shit together. You guys are great, can't get enough of you.

Big weekend coming up, Tom's 18th will be huge plus seeing Tammy and my regular shifts at work will kill. Now to fit homework in around it...

*Deep breath* Four weeks to go!