Oh, Happy New Years Day. Now, I gotta admit, that I kind of dislike going to church two days in a row. I sometimes wish I enjoyed my religious customs more than I do now, if at all. I think about Jacob and how he spends his Thursdays, Saturdays, and Sundays faithfully "active". He really seems to enjoy it and I always wonder if I will ever be able to feel the same. Anyways, not much occured as far as this day is, aside from sitting on my ass for 3 hours playing FFXIII and then superPMSing as soon as I get off the couch and then cramping up in pain and falling asleep with hot compresses on my ohvahrees. Hahah, well yeah, I feel that there is more of a story to tell from last night, earlier this morning. My New Years Eve was, to say the least, horrible. I drank alone like a 35-year-old-man experiencing his mid-life crisis and almost cried myself to sleep. If it wasn't for the boy of my dreams saving me and cheering me up with a well-worth it phone call, I would still be in bed right now. Hrmm, well I think I summed up the whole PMSing scenario a little too quick for you. My apologies. I can't tell you how quick I went from calm and idgaf to HOLY FUCK I WANT TO SHOOT SOMEONE'S BRAINS OUT. Yea, I went to the bathroom and I sat there like a fool, clenching at my stomach. Ovaries are the worst part of the female anatomy, let me tell you. then, my mom came in, with both TV remotes in hand, begging for help because she has no idea how to flip between VIDEO and TV. Jesus. As it turns out, she figures turning off the Xbox on my unsaved game would bring her heavenly TFC back. DA FUQ. About an hour before that when my brother came home, he also turned it off by accident! Hormones made all of these little things worse than they probably were. Ugh. Oh, and for those of you who don't know, my family share the tiniest bathroom imaginable like it's the Progressive Era. Our bathroom measures at a whopping 5x16 ft. Some of you may think, "Oh, well you could fit in that snuggly, right?" yeah, well... a bathroom consists of a toilet, a sink, a shower tub, and a huge wall installation for cabinets and a small vanity. When there's more than one person there, you have to "crab-walk" your way either behind or in front of the person and possibly over the toilet. Whoop. Well anyways, she came in a few other times, bugging me with every possible and impossible reason. UGH. I told Jacob of my trials and tribulations, and laughed, saying what a girl I am! He was right in a way, and I tried to cool off. The rest of the night, I laid in bed trying to text, but completely half asleep. I'm very grateful to have had him for as long as I did last night. :) Photo is of my radical, algebraic toes! :D I did 'em yesterday. :)
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Like It's The Progressive Era
Oh, Happy New Years Day. Now, I gotta admit, that I kind of dislike going to church two days in a row. I sometimes wish I enjoyed my religious customs more than I do now, if at all. I think about Jacob and how he spends his Thursdays, Saturdays, and Sundays faithfully "active". He really seems to enjoy it and I always wonder if I will ever be able to feel the same. Anyways, not much occured as far as this day is, aside from sitting on my ass for 3 hours playing FFXIII and then superPMSing as soon as I get off the couch and then cramping up in pain and falling asleep with hot compresses on my ohvahrees. Hahah, well yeah, I feel that there is more of a story to tell from last night, earlier this morning. My New Years Eve was, to say the least, horrible. I drank alone like a 35-year-old-man experiencing his mid-life crisis and almost cried myself to sleep. If it wasn't for the boy of my dreams saving me and cheering me up with a well-worth it phone call, I would still be in bed right now. Hrmm, well I think I summed up the whole PMSing scenario a little too quick for you. My apologies. I can't tell you how quick I went from calm and idgaf to HOLY FUCK I WANT TO SHOOT SOMEONE'S BRAINS OUT. Yea, I went to the bathroom and I sat there like a fool, clenching at my stomach. Ovaries are the worst part of the female anatomy, let me tell you. then, my mom came in, with both TV remotes in hand, begging for help because she has no idea how to flip between VIDEO and TV. Jesus. As it turns out, she figures turning off the Xbox on my unsaved game would bring her heavenly TFC back. DA FUQ. About an hour before that when my brother came home, he also turned it off by accident! Hormones made all of these little things worse than they probably were. Ugh. Oh, and for those of you who don't know, my family share the tiniest bathroom imaginable like it's the Progressive Era. Our bathroom measures at a whopping 5x16 ft. Some of you may think, "Oh, well you could fit in that snuggly, right?" yeah, well... a bathroom consists of a toilet, a sink, a shower tub, and a huge wall installation for cabinets and a small vanity. When there's more than one person there, you have to "crab-walk" your way either behind or in front of the person and possibly over the toilet. Whoop. Well anyways, she came in a few other times, bugging me with every possible and impossible reason. UGH. I told Jacob of my trials and tribulations, and laughed, saying what a girl I am! He was right in a way, and I tried to cool off. The rest of the night, I laid in bed trying to text, but completely half asleep. I'm very grateful to have had him for as long as I did last night. :) Photo is of my radical, algebraic toes! :D I did 'em yesterday. :)
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