Day 33: To Balance Out Yesterday's post:

A list of the things/people I love

Max
Brendan
Summer
Rowan
Hannie
Elijah
Eryn
Mindy
Tamara
Anna
Tracy
David
Hortencia
Samantha
Jessery
Emily
Stephanie
Stephery
Angelo
Alex
Angela
Amanda
Lyssa

And whole fuck ton more, only it would take me forever to type them all.

I love milkshakes

I love icecream

I love backrubs

I love puppies, kitties and any other cuddly furry creature.

I love playboy stuff.

I love Claires.

I love elephants.

I love playing video games even though I rarely do.

I love writing.

I love books.

I love food.

I love Cherry Coke.

I love the freshly shaved leg feeling.

I love tickle fights.

I love to smile.

I love to laugh.

I love to make others smile and laugh.

I love to talk.

I love glitter.

I love photography.

I love white gold.

I love when the birds chirp in the morning.

I love watching Who Wants to Be a Millionaire and knowing the answers to hard questions.

I love screaming at the people on t.v

I love blankets.

I love owning cool socks.

I love Cosmopolitan.

I love long rides.

I love going for walks.

I love throwing sticks in a stream.

I love the beach.

I love that my fiancee's eyes change color.

I love blue eyes.

I love our country's army/airforce/navy/marines.

I love the smell of a new book.

I love payday.

I love saying "I love you".

I love hugs.

I love acting like a lesbian with my best friends.

I love listening to Max's heartbeat.

I love how Max will let me struggle trying to open something for awhile before he'll come help me.

I love Avon.

I love Maurices.

I love music.

I love my ipod.

I love my laptop.

I love new clothes.

I love my clarinet.

I love my dog.

I love my family.

I love Max's family.

I love meeting new people.

I love learning new things.

I love being challenged.

I love blogging.

I love having new story ideas.

I love when I get in that "zone" when I'm writing.

I love when Brendan says my name.

I love when Brendan holds my hand.

I love when Brendan laughs.

I love when Max laughs.

I love when Max smiles.

I love Max's smell.

I love when Max holds my hand.

I love Walmart.

I love when I have money to spare.

I love gel pens.

I love facebook.

Day 32: I don't know what to talk about so...

Here's a list of the things I hate:
I hate bitches.

I hate ugly bitches especially.

I hate poptarts.

I hate stupid people.

I hate fat people who complain about being fat but then go eat their weight in ice cream.

I hate having my period and the only thing that we have in the house are those thick diaper like pads.

I hate chocolate ice cream.

I hate whores.

I hate ugly whores.

I hate ugly whores who think they can be bitches and people will still like them.

I hate when there isn't any cherry coke in the soda machine.

I hate when people have sex in a movie that you are watching with your parents.

I hate when I stub my toe.

I hate when people swear at me for swearing.

I hate that I don't have an appartment yet.

I hate that I'm bad at saving money.

I hate that I'm brain disabled when it comes to make up.

I hate cancer.

I hate racism.

I hate gay discrimination.

I hate that we all just can't be friends.

I hate the color orange.

I hate that my favorite shoes are becoming worn out.

I hate when adults behave like children.

I hate when my hair gets all knotty.

I hate that people kill people.

I hate that someone dies everyday.

I hate malpractice.

I hate misdiagnosis.

I hate needles.

I hate the smell of hospitals.

I hate the Good Samaritan Hospital.

I hate that I live in a country where it takes three rings for 911 to answer the phone.

I hate bad drivers.

I hate people who text and drive.

I hate bad parenting.

I hate teen moms that don't take care of their babies.

I hate that good teen mothers still get treated like crap just because people stereotype them as weed smoking drunkards.

I hate waiting.

I hate being apart from Max.

I hate spiders.

I hate that place I can't scratch on my back.

I hate that it always gets itchy.

I hate that I have so many things to hate.

Day 31: Prayers are answered!

MAX GOT THE JOB.

There's a light at the end of the tunnel.

I am going to get out of this place.

Day 30: ONE LAST TIP

The most important of all actually. APOLOGIZE when you are wrong.

DAY 30: Billie Jean is not my lover

Erin's dating tips for whoever actually gives a fuck:

1. Don't cling, for the LOVE OF GOD.

2. Talk to each other, communicate, dipshit. If you are angry at him, fucking TELL HIM. and then tell him why. He can't figure out what the hell you want him not to do anymore if you don't tell him what he did wrong the first time. You have to realize, guys are stupid. And I'm not insulting them because they all know they're stupid. They can't figure out what they did wrong unless you tell them. Giving him the silent treatment gets you nowhere and just further pisses him off. TALK.

3. In regards to the above, never ever leave the room/go to bed/get off the phone angry. It'll kill you in the long run. It's better and healthier for you two to scream it out than for you to stomp off in opposite directions. Relationships are built on communication.

4. Realize that you are going to have fights and there are going to sometimes be bad ones. Every healthy couple yells at each other. It's proof you give a shit.

5. Don't talk about marriage. Unless he does first. It scares them away.

6. Try not to pop the "L" bomb too quickly. Another thing that frightens them.

7. Don't insult him. Try not to call him stupid when you're mad. Guys are more senisitive than women about these things. They just don't show it because they are supposed to be the strong, tearless, muscular things in the relationships. Stroke his ego. OFTEN. They love to hear that they are hot/sexy/sweet/handsome/nice/perfect just as much as you do. Also make sure you let him know how much you appreciate the little things he does as well.

8. Don't give him some horrible pet name that makes his manhood go into hiding in his b-hole. "Pookiesnookiefluffybearycake" is a GIANT NO NO. Now he wants to be your "baby", he wants to be "babe". And you are allowed to call him those in public. "honey" and any inside nicknames are alright to be calling him as well but better in a private setting. DON'T EMBARASS HIM in front of his friends. It's a very bad idea. And it'll piss him off something crazy.

9. Don't believe all the stupid fuck they put in Cosmo. The sex shit, yeah, that stuff you can trust. But don't take their advice on your relationship. If you go and flirt with another guy at a bar (or a school dance since a bunch of my followers are high schoolers) it's not going to make him "appreciate you more" its going to make him punch the guy in the face and call you a skank. that being said. DON'T FLIRT WITH OTHER GUYS. Remember that "stroking the ego" thing we talked about? Flirting with another guy is the exact OPPOSITE of that.

10. Never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever hold a grudge about anything. Especially stupid stuff (which if you have a good relationship, all of your fights are going to be about stupid shit.) don't bring up stuff from previous fights either.

11. Don't put yourself down. It's a total mood killer. Confidence is sexy. Now I'm not saying go around wearing shorts that barely cover your vagina and wear a pushup bra that makes your cleavage touch your chin. I'm saying don't insult yourself. But don't be like "I know, son." when he tells you he thinks you're pretty. Because that's not confidence that's bitchery.

12. Now, the physical aspect of a relationship is important too. Especially when we are speaking about the men. Now, I know there are hardcore christians out there who believe in abstinence and trust me I respect that. I'm still a virgin as well. With men though, they have to feel wanted. You have to kiss them often. I'm not telling you to jump in the sack with him but you have to have atleast some level of intimacy after awhile. It's a way of showing you love him. If you have the right person, he'll wait until you're married to have sex with you. He'll wait until you're ready but in the meantime, you should show him that you do think he's irresistable. I'm not giving you tips on how to do this because this entire paragraph made me feel awkward enough.

If you have any questions, feel free to leave a comment. I promise I won't answer them.

Day 29: Dating a Diabetic teaches you...

This will not be a blog where I bitch about Maxwell. I have nothing to bitch about. But since I posted two really pathetic posts last two times I was here I decided to give you something with more content. Being with Max has been the best thing to ever happen to me. Maxwell will always be the best thing to ever happen to me. I plan on forever with this boy. Now whilist he's the sweetest thing in the entire world, he does have his bad moments. And usually these bad moments are triggered due to lack of proper insulin coverage.

Now I'm not an expert on the whole diabetes thing yet but I can tell you when Max's sugar is too high just by his behavior. He turns into a hot mess of grumpy aggravatedness. Dating a diabetic teaches you that you can't ever hold grudges, ever. Sometimes people act a certain way towards you because of outside reasons that are bothering them and you can't hold bad behavior as a mark against someone forever. If I held a grudge against Max everytime he snapped at me because of his sugar being high, our relationship would go nowhere and would probably have ended right here and now.

Dating Max has also taught me that you really have to get to know the one you are with. I know Max enough now to know that when he turns into a raging doucher, his sugar is high because that's not how Max really is. Max is a GIANT teddy bear. He may not look it and he probably won't act it when I'm not around, but you see that boy with me and that big pile of muscle just melts. He calls me beautiful all the time, gets things for me, rubs my back, gives me lots of hugs and kisses, and neverrrrrrr snaps at me. Unless I snap at him first, he never snaps at me without good reason to unless his sugar is wonky.

You also learn patience. You learn not to get mad because of one sentence thrown back at you with attitude. You learn to take a deep breath and talk yourself down from smacking him inside your head. You remind yourself that he's not usually like this.

My boyfriend is amazing and these are all lessons anyone needs to learn if they want a successful relationship. Among getting to really know your partener, patience and not holding a grudge, I will share in tomorrow's blog my tips for dating and trust me, I have the experience in what NOT to do when it comes to dating.

Day 28: The most heart rendering thing I have ever written.

I am going to go take a piss and go to bed.