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My birthday last Tuesday was SUCH a roller coaster. Very yowz. The anniversary morning of my glorious womb exodus began with an emotional breakdown; this particular breakdown arising from a compounded amount of stress over things out of my control that nevertheless bother me. Also, I was all hormonal. Yes, I pulled the hormone card and I can tell you what to do with it if you do not like it! I also somehow conjured (was told by the voices) that Ryan does not love me anymore . . . it did not help that he did not wish me a happy birthday. He will still be paying for this mind you. Two words! Little effort! The pity party left me feeling good enough to polish off some mississippi mud cake with peanut butter and sniffle my way to work. If cars ran on sniffles and self pity I would be BP. After work was all hooker heels, chipotle rubbed pork, shots (not good), and friends (super good.) I ate I drank I danced I drank. Quite optimal.
I awoke the next day around 6pm with myself still intact and Ryan still wanting to marry me. HA! He has looked the beast in the face and still wants to sleep with it!
Now I am finishing up job at 26 to start job at Kelley's and get everything ready for nursing school; this includes a booklet titled "Calculating with Confidence". It is a wonder how much math knowledge my mind decided to dump post college; probably to make more room for effective pouting and maybe a little more hair flipping. The longer the hair the more muscle memory for flippage, right? Or something?
I awoke the next day around 6pm with myself still intact and Ryan still wanting to marry me. HA! He has looked the beast in the face and still wants to sleep with it!
Now I am finishing up job at 26 to start job at Kelley's and get everything ready for nursing school; this includes a booklet titled "Calculating with Confidence". It is a wonder how much math knowledge my mind decided to dump post college; probably to make more room for effective pouting and maybe a little more hair flipping. The longer the hair the more muscle memory for flippage, right? Or something?