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Sunday, April 14, 2013
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Thursday, March 7, 2013
Round 2- single digits baby...
BAD NEWS! The post office failed to let us know they had misplaced half of my wedding invitations! If you haven't received one yet, YOU ARE NOT FORGOTTEN! I've posted in the information on the event and on my wall! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE join us if you can!
AKA I'm getting married in 9 days.
What?
AKA I'm getting married in 9 days.
What?
Sunday, March 3, 2013
The Worst Kind of Luck
***DISCLAIMER- I am still getting married! I just read through this and it sounds like my world is over. That's called being a drama queen, something I have a talent for. Some details aren't working out how I want them to and it makes me want to punch a wall. Someday I'll grow up and stop being so pathetic, but lucky for all of you that is not this day!
Have you ever had a vision in your mind of exactly how you want something? For me it's usually something I've seen on Pinterest or a movie. I get so excited and I tell everyone about it and obsess about that thing but I NEVER EVER am willing to actually buy the dress or the shoes or the whatever. That's called being cheap. Luckily for me I have crafty people in my life *pun intended* that pull together their resources to help make it work out for me... and then sometimes it just doesn't. That's when I want to pull out all my hair.
It's never so much that I'm angry that things didn't work out how I wanted them to. Usually, I'm upset because I know how much time and effort and money, etc. has gone into that thing and now it's been a waste. Turns out it's especially frustrating when it has to do with your wedding... and your wedding is in thirteen days. NBD.
Kill yourself universe, you really got me this time.
Have you ever had a vision in your mind of exactly how you want something? For me it's usually something I've seen on Pinterest or a movie. I get so excited and I tell everyone about it and obsess about that thing but I NEVER EVER am willing to actually buy the dress or the shoes or the whatever. That's called being cheap. Luckily for me I have crafty people in my life *pun intended* that pull together their resources to help make it work out for me... and then sometimes it just doesn't. That's when I want to pull out all my hair.
It's never so much that I'm angry that things didn't work out how I wanted them to. Usually, I'm upset because I know how much time and effort and money, etc. has gone into that thing and now it's been a waste. Turns out it's especially frustrating when it has to do with your wedding... and your wedding is in thirteen days. NBD.
Kill yourself universe, you really got me this time.
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Again
I'm posting again today because FREAK why not? Actually I had super inspiration when I opened my laptop, but I can't for the life of me remember what it was, which means I automatically turned to my written journal for thought vomit.
Turns out, I do have something to say.
Sometimes, I think it's okay to be mad. Someone treated you wrongly? Well, get angry, feel irritated and be hurt. They hurt you. Then get it out and move on.
Today, I was reminded about an experience I had a few months ago. I hate thinking badly about other people no matter who they are, what they've done, etc (call me the Backstreet Boys) so I didn't like to be mad at this person. I didn't want to feel angry about the way they treated me. I didn't want to be bitter about the things they said about me behind my back or was purposefully left me out. I wanted to let it roll off my back and be happy.
Guess what. I'm not happy. I wasn't happy. No one should be treated that way. It doesn't matter if you're jealous or crazy or whatever. Be nice. This is not high school people and this is not some small nosy town in which everyone knows everyone's business and everything is complete drama. This is reality and that's not okay.
Okay, I'm good.
Time to move on.
Turns out, I do have something to say.
Sometimes, I think it's okay to be mad. Someone treated you wrongly? Well, get angry, feel irritated and be hurt. They hurt you. Then get it out and move on.
Today, I was reminded about an experience I had a few months ago. I hate thinking badly about other people no matter who they are, what they've done, etc (call me the Backstreet Boys) so I didn't like to be mad at this person. I didn't want to feel angry about the way they treated me. I didn't want to be bitter about the things they said about me behind my back or was purposefully left me out. I wanted to let it roll off my back and be happy.
Guess what. I'm not happy. I wasn't happy. No one should be treated that way. It doesn't matter if you're jealous or crazy or whatever. Be nice. This is not high school people and this is not some small nosy town in which everyone knows everyone's business and everything is complete drama. This is reality and that's not okay.
Okay, I'm good.
Time to move on.
counting down
Thank you google images for constantly providing images for my freaking blog. Too bad I'm too lazy to actually create something attractive... sigh
Saved By the Bell
I dreamt* last night that I was Jessie Spano and while Kelly Kapowski and I were bowling, Zach Morris came running in to tell us that AC Slater had been in a terrible accident and had lost both his legs. We rushed to the hospital were we found Slater sitting in a hospital bed. Imagine this:
I was devastated, but before the full horror could set in my alarm went off...
Talk about "saved by the bell"
*Did you know 'dreamt' isn't actually a word? Major disappointment there.
-Mario Lopez
-dark curly mullet
-no legs
-missing his left hand
-all because he had saved some children from a collapsing ceiling.
I was devastated, but before the full horror could set in my alarm went off...
Talk about "saved by the bell"
*Did you know 'dreamt' isn't actually a word? Major disappointment there.
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