Oi
I am *tired*.
I had a wedding on Sunday that I was in/best friends with the bride/also pretty much wedding coordinator of and while that went rather beautifully for nobody really knowing what they were doing (google is so good for faking it, also attending a million real life weddings apparently). That was fine except I started having stress dreams about it on Tuesday of this week and that was joyful because I had work that morning.
So this was supposed to be a relaxing week, except a job popped up that would be perfect to supplement this job (my hours got cut and it's all very sad) only a ton of stuff is due by this Friday at 3 and I've been in this job since I graduated High School so I've never had to have a cover letter and resume prepared before so guess who is building it from scratch right now?
And I just woke up from a nap in which this guy proposed to me, who I'd been dating for awhile and we'd joked about how it would go down and he did it perfectly and I was like OMG SQUEE and then RL me woke up a little and went dude, wth? we're dating someone and then I was all OMG HOW COULD I LEAD THIS POOR GUY ON LIKE THIS? and I woke up with the rings in hand figuring out how to explain that I wasn't in love with him.
...
Yeah I don't even know.
I also can't wait until Saturday, even if I'll be filling out last minute school stuff because a great opportunity came up at our local tech college and it's perfect for helping me find a good enough to live off of job while pursuing the degree I want.
So when did life decide it was time for me to grow up and get on with my life?
I would have liked a say in that.
*pokes cards_slash*
I blame you for all this nonsense.
I had a wedding on Sunday that I was in/best friends with the bride/also pretty much wedding coordinator of and while that went rather beautifully for nobody really knowing what they were doing (google is so good for faking it, also attending a million real life weddings apparently). That was fine except I started having stress dreams about it on Tuesday of this week and that was joyful because I had work that morning.
So this was supposed to be a relaxing week, except a job popped up that would be perfect to supplement this job (my hours got cut and it's all very sad) only a ton of stuff is due by this Friday at 3 and I've been in this job since I graduated High School so I've never had to have a cover letter and resume prepared before so guess who is building it from scratch right now?
And I just woke up from a nap in which this guy proposed to me, who I'd been dating for awhile and we'd joked about how it would go down and he did it perfectly and I was like OMG SQUEE and then RL me woke up a little and went dude, wth? we're dating someone and then I was all OMG HOW COULD I LEAD THIS POOR GUY ON LIKE THIS? and I woke up with the rings in hand figuring out how to explain that I wasn't in love with him.
...
Yeah I don't even know.
I also can't wait until Saturday, even if I'll be filling out last minute school stuff because a great opportunity came up at our local tech college and it's perfect for helping me find a good enough to live off of job while pursuing the degree I want.
So when did life decide it was time for me to grow up and get on with my life?
I would have liked a say in that.
*pokes cards_slash*
I blame you for all this nonsense.