i've stepped up to the plate
or so says e:hdown. she says i've become a nice young woman, or something like that. and that our grandma would be proud.
all i have to say is wow. this is coming from the person who does not give compliments often, and the same person who has been teasing me since my wee years. like the time she told me the foam in the ocean is fish pee, and i didn't swim for 5 out of 7 days.
anyway, it means a lot. it's just nice to hear that someone really thinks highly of you, especially when things around you seem to be crappy.
i really really wish that me brother could just get his shit together. if you have a sibling that constantly seems to be barely staying afloat, i am sure you understand. it just sucks because i love him, but i know that it will always be like this. every holiday a mess, with my mom sad because he isn't there, or he is there and not doing well. and we want her to be happy, because she has worked so hard for whats she has, but i know that when you are a mother, the burden of your children always weighs heavy on your heart.
the more i think about it, the more i am not sure if i ever want kids. i like to sleep for one. i like being selfish. and most people don't realize how hard it is to raise a healthy happy person. i honestly think that if i decide i want kids, i would rather adopt. i think there is something more relieving about that. plus not having to go through almost a year of torture and then being fat and having to lose all that weight.
so many people in my family are so messed up, and with my dna, i don't want a baby that has a severe hearing loss, or addictions issues, or mental health issues, that would absolutely break my heart.
none of these things are anywhere in the near future for me, but i have just been thinking about it a lot.
i played hooky today, and got my nails did. and i bought a new dress. yippee. i am going to see the new indiana jones movie tonight. to smoke or not to smoke?
i am so sick of my one job, and the urge to quit looms. i will not though. i am on the "summer 2008 pay off my car and other debt" plan. wish me luck. i think the plan would work better if i stopped buying dresses and getting my nails done. but i loooooooove getting nails done. and the place has a uv dryer for hands and feet. it's the bestest ever.
oh and death cab is coming, and i am going to see them, and that is super exciting.
and i know this is random, but i am so sick of stupid bitches at work who refuse to talk to me. i really think it is because i dress girly, and i am pretty. i am not saying this in a bitchy way. because everyone who knows me, likes me, but that is such a lame reason to dislike someone. maybe i could be the same way sometimes, but this is redic. anyway, they have bad fashion, so i should just feel sorry for them right?
ps. the mormon keeps calling me. i am so done even talking to him. the thought of him repulses me.
for some reason, everytime i try to post pics it doesn't work, and i have a million. wah.
and this has nothing to do with anything, but i really hate madonna and her grossly muscular man arms. i just really am so over her.
if you read this far, you need to find something to do.
all i have to say is wow. this is coming from the person who does not give compliments often, and the same person who has been teasing me since my wee years. like the time she told me the foam in the ocean is fish pee, and i didn't swim for 5 out of 7 days.
anyway, it means a lot. it's just nice to hear that someone really thinks highly of you, especially when things around you seem to be crappy.
i really really wish that me brother could just get his shit together. if you have a sibling that constantly seems to be barely staying afloat, i am sure you understand. it just sucks because i love him, but i know that it will always be like this. every holiday a mess, with my mom sad because he isn't there, or he is there and not doing well. and we want her to be happy, because she has worked so hard for whats she has, but i know that when you are a mother, the burden of your children always weighs heavy on your heart.
the more i think about it, the more i am not sure if i ever want kids. i like to sleep for one. i like being selfish. and most people don't realize how hard it is to raise a healthy happy person. i honestly think that if i decide i want kids, i would rather adopt. i think there is something more relieving about that. plus not having to go through almost a year of torture and then being fat and having to lose all that weight.
so many people in my family are so messed up, and with my dna, i don't want a baby that has a severe hearing loss, or addictions issues, or mental health issues, that would absolutely break my heart.
none of these things are anywhere in the near future for me, but i have just been thinking about it a lot.
i played hooky today, and got my nails did. and i bought a new dress. yippee. i am going to see the new indiana jones movie tonight. to smoke or not to smoke?
i am so sick of my one job, and the urge to quit looms. i will not though. i am on the "summer 2008 pay off my car and other debt" plan. wish me luck. i think the plan would work better if i stopped buying dresses and getting my nails done. but i loooooooove getting nails done. and the place has a uv dryer for hands and feet. it's the bestest ever.
oh and death cab is coming, and i am going to see them, and that is super exciting.
and i know this is random, but i am so sick of stupid bitches at work who refuse to talk to me. i really think it is because i dress girly, and i am pretty. i am not saying this in a bitchy way. because everyone who knows me, likes me, but that is such a lame reason to dislike someone. maybe i could be the same way sometimes, but this is redic. anyway, they have bad fashion, so i should just feel sorry for them right?
ps. the mormon keeps calling me. i am so done even talking to him. the thought of him repulses me.
for some reason, everytime i try to post pics it doesn't work, and i have a million. wah.
and this has nothing to do with anything, but i really hate madonna and her grossly muscular man arms. i just really am so over her.
if you read this far, you need to find something to do.


