New beginnings

Date: 10/19/2016

I was in a romantic relationship with one of my classmates, who I completely detest in real life. However, the relationship was very fun and loving; we would always be whispering sweet nothings in one-another's ears, which is what disgust me the most; considering the fact that this guy is in an unrequited relationship with someone else. My family has also moved into a new home, after a brutal homicide took place in our previous apartment building. There was so much blood. The new house was a warm and cozy vintage villa, with romantic French-styled windows, a balcony supported by Corinthian pillars that were wrapped by vines of poison ivy, and a gorgeous sun room with windows all over one side of a wall. The villa was located in a new residential area, one where my bestfriens just so happens to live in. I took the sun room as my own creative art studio and bedroom, of course, considering the amazing acoustics and the amount of light in there. My parents, however, fell out over a stupid argument about furniture placements; and as a result, I, my mom, and my brother had decided to embark on a relaxing cruise ship vacation to ease the pain of our parent's temporary split. This event happened after my break-up with the aforementioned boy, which is why I was holding hands and kissing a new boy on that cruise ship while we gazed upon the stars and the distant fireworks. Our room on the cruise was a luxury suite, because my mom decided it was only fair to treat herself right, to which we didn't object. However, our neighbour was an annoying middle-aged man who lives with his pregnant wife, who's probably at least half as young as he was. He would talk to loud, eat too much, and would always try to strike a conversation with me at the most inconvenient moments. The one time that our converstion was helpful, however, was when he asked me to assist his wife's birth. Her water has just broke and she insisted on natural birth. So there I was, as a midwife, looking at a complete stranger's vagina for signs of dilation. She was in obvious pain, and there were at least three times where I was hit by her amniotic fluid. But finally, the baby came out healthy and strong.