My dearest older, skinnier sister just came into the office to inform me that she saw Jared in the Wal-Mart parking lot, where he came up, hugged her, spun her around and greeted her with "Hey Beautiful!".

Truely, there was a time when I would have cared but now... Hah! TRY and make me care. Used to, even when I pretended that I wasn't interested in Jared, as we all know, I was. But, I am honestly not. And if I was going to admit to anyone that I was, of course I would, to you my loyal bloggers. =)

I'm sorry, but his pimping, creepy, slimy, whorish ways are of no interest to me. (Now is the time for someone to pipe up "Tell us how you really feel"!) This is my blog, so thank you very much, I can say whatever I want. People tell me all sorts of interesting things that he was doing while I was going out with him, now. Why couldn't they tell me then? Of course, looking back I ignored about a dozen huge flashing signs that things weren't going to work out, that he wasn't right, etc. But people still feel the need to update me on who he's with, how he looks, etc. I DO NOT CARE!

First of all, I know that he regrets it, big time. I am gorgeous, and sweet, and had unending patience for his immaturity, and his immature friends.

Secondly, by far, I got the better end of the deal when he broke up with me. I now have the most amazing guy that I only dreamed about.

Thirdly, I do not make mistakes that stupid twice, I have precautionary measures set up so that does not happen.

Fourthly, for the first time in a long, long time, I genuinely feel free from him. Free from the compulsion to care about him, free from the guilt of when HE screws up, free from allot things.

Fifthly, my relationship with the Lord is so much stronger then it has been in awhile. When Jared and I first started going out, it was ok, but after that it was pretty much downhill. Sixthly, I am happy, genuinely happy. My family supports me, and I am happy with no niggling worries deep down inside, and I am not going to let Jared bring me down.

Yes, I am very sad that he has chosen the way he has chosen. Because for awhile, it looked like he was going to make right choices and makes something out of his life. But now, he just doesn't care. But you know what? That is not my problem! If he wants to sleep around with underage girls, get drunk, and generally make a mess of his life, I'm sorry, but I honestly tried.
!!Whew!! I feel cleansed.