Alot has gone on since my last blog, and it's more than just Jennylo's tour being cancelled and Katy Perry's new single flopping hard! Currently the Perseids meteor shower that happens every summer is underway, the peak of the showers is coming soon, I always look forward to it every year. The other night I was looking up at the stars, and I was thinking about alot of stuff, I was blasting Celine Dion and I was feeling kinda sad, A few weeks ago Shannen Doherty passed away and I have always been a HUGE fan of Shannen since I was a kid. I cried my eyes out, I hate that I had added Shannen to the list of 'Stars' that i've shed actual tears over when they passed away. The first was Anna Nicole, then Michael Jackson, then Whitney Houston, and now Shannen Doherty. So while I was watching for falling stars I was thinking of how I always watch the meteor shower and I'm always alone but this year with my doctor saying I'm knocking on diabetes door and how my motivation has been so unmotivating. 

One thing I wasn't expecting was going to my 'former bff's' on 4th of July. I didn't have any plans on being friends again, after the drama, but my former 'producer' had sent me a text on my birthday in June, and I responded 'Thank You' but that was all I wrote. He then sent another text and it was pretty long and he said I needed to come over and have a drink and smoke a joint that his dad had rolled, and he mentioned that his Dad would probably want us to talk,  When I read that part, i said to myself, he's using his Dad and trying to manipulate me, because his Dad was an amazing person and I've always felt it in my soul that his Dad would'nt be happy about us not being friends anymore. He then sent another message asking me if I was'nt doing anything on 4th of July I should come over. So I decided I would go over, I was so nervous and was having so much anxiety before I went over it was cray cray. I'll discuss more of this matter more in detail but I at least needed to mention that because that was a plot twist I wasn't expecting.