I recently just spent my first NYE with my boyfriend, Daniel. It was also our first road trip together, which I was afraid about. Only because it was going to be a road trip and consist of long hours in the car and I was thinking we would get annoyed of each other.

Well, we didn't. We enjoyed every minute of each other and were ourselves as much as ever. I never spent so much time with him ever until that week. he caught a fever before the trip, learning that when we got back that it had been from the room he has been stayin in at back home in scv. Mom and Bri, daniels sister had been sick previously. That weekend in Vegas, I learned lots of things about Daniel. He doesn't know how to let anyone take care of him, as in..when he is sick. he is used to being alone and taking care of himself. He probably is the only person I trust driving my care. He can be very quiet, which can be mistaken for shyness. And that I totally feel safe, anywhere I go with him.. My first new years kiss, I will rate ...I can't even think of a number. I felt like I was in heaven...



The weather was extreme or "frightful" I should say. I've experienced worse on my 08 trip to NYC during the winter. 12 degrees is pretty intense. Nevada for us was 29 degrees. But, still intense.










I hated to see you sick, all I wanted was to see you well and full of life.



Daniel and I make fun of Pitbull all the time and so happens on our train trip to the Mandalay Bay, a lady offers tickets to see pitbull for his NYE event. We couldnt think of anything else but to accept the offer! We didnt know what we had that night til we were handed those tickets! haha



Our families have been supportive of our relationdship. That has been encouraging for the both of us. We have more of a response more now than ever. Our relationship has been become very serious and we are talking of the next steps to take. We are ready and willing. I can hear the bells haha.

"I couldn't let go, when the water hit the setting sun.." Ill miss your presence. Waking up next to you.



I hate saying goodbye to him. You gotta do that a lot in a long distance relationship. Doing that this time, I felt that sunken feeling again. I was upset and frustrated to do it. I become quiet and forget how to breathe. I hold in my emotions, knowing..that's not a good idea. It all comes out the last few minutes when I know its time. I kiss him as much as I can before letting him go, enough to satisfy me but that doesn't happen, so I let go and walk away. The walk back is probably the most depressing. I usually later on find home and strength. To hear his voice every day and encouragement from everyone in my life...that keeps me going. I'm going back one last time to see him walk and get his diploma. Something to look forward to. For now...back to work, planning further education and dealing with usual life stressors here in california.