i must have done something good to meet you.
I had Deanna's daughter's first birthday party yesterday. She didn't ask me to, but I of course brought my camera because, duh, and omg ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
I can't even. She told me a million times to be sure to talk to her before I left, but she was busy when I had to go so I told her she could just call me or whatever. No, she dropped everything and we went up to her office because she really wanted to set up a date for me to shoot the baby's ~one-year~ photos. We picked a weekend and she told me to just let her know how much I charge. "NO. I HATE THAT I HATE THAT," I said, spinning on my heel. She told me that they'd be paying somebody anyway and she wants me, she feels like it'll be more intimate with me. She told me that I mean so much to her, that she knows I'm a big girl now so she doesn't get to see me as much but she's trying to find ways to keep me around and involved because my presence and just having me here means a lot to her. I wanted to cry a little.
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Saw Super yesterday, laughed my ass off. I can't believe it's not wide release. I ALSO GOT A NEW SWIMSUIT, WHITE AND SEQUINS. We wanted to go to my favorite bar afterward but it was so packed and people bug me. We went to a fun little Italian restaurant/bar instead, and roleplay texted while we spoke out loud as ourselves. It was fun, I took pictures of the decor and had bitchin' riesling and was just so happy in general. Came home and had internet tiems and an awful go at falling asleep. I don't know what the issue was, I was totally tired but we were just so fussy and getting up a million times and it was irritating.
I woke up and Jason was walking around and being generally impish and I knew he was up to something but I stayed upstairs because I didn't want to spoil his fun. And you guys -
For no reason. ♥ ♥ ♥ And god, the flowers - I had mentioned a couple of weeks ago that I liked white roses so today he asked if he could mix and match colors to make a dozen and the lady said no, so he just got two dozen. I asked him why, what it was for. "Happy Sunday!" I can't even. "These are the little things I can do for you now. You deserve so much more and I'm going to give it to you, I promise." I kissed his ear and told him these weren't "little" things at all. It just makes me so happy, that he does this stuff for no reason and not because, "OH, it's Feb 14 or her birthday, you have to do shit" or whatever. He's so genuine about it, such a beautiful and sincere man.
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I heard that my high school is looking for a new Communications Manager, that they really want alumni, and that I should apply. I want it but I'm afraid they won't look twice because I wasn't one of their model students who had rich parents or did extra credit or volunteered a fuck ton. But it'd be a blast, it's shooting sporting events and designing their magazine, writing articles and running their social media shit sdklfjha BASICALLY EVERYTHING I LIKE. I emailed Mr. Reilly and asked him what he thought of this ~situation~. I don't know. I'm already stressed and intimidated just thinking about it so I probably won't but it's such a nice thought. I wish I would have gone to school for Marketing because then I wouldn't be so scared to apply for shit that I know how to do anyway.
I can't even. She told me a million times to be sure to talk to her before I left, but she was busy when I had to go so I told her she could just call me or whatever. No, she dropped everything and we went up to her office because she really wanted to set up a date for me to shoot the baby's ~one-year~ photos. We picked a weekend and she told me to just let her know how much I charge. "NO. I HATE THAT I HATE THAT," I said, spinning on my heel. She told me that they'd be paying somebody anyway and she wants me, she feels like it'll be more intimate with me. She told me that I mean so much to her, that she knows I'm a big girl now so she doesn't get to see me as much but she's trying to find ways to keep me around and involved because my presence and just having me here means a lot to her. I wanted to cry a little.
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Saw Super yesterday, laughed my ass off. I can't believe it's not wide release. I ALSO GOT A NEW SWIMSUIT, WHITE AND SEQUINS. We wanted to go to my favorite bar afterward but it was so packed and people bug me. We went to a fun little Italian restaurant/bar instead, and roleplay texted while we spoke out loud as ourselves. It was fun, I took pictures of the decor and had bitchin' riesling and was just so happy in general. Came home and had internet tiems and an awful go at falling asleep. I don't know what the issue was, I was totally tired but we were just so fussy and getting up a million times and it was irritating.
I woke up and Jason was walking around and being generally impish and I knew he was up to something but I stayed upstairs because I didn't want to spoil his fun. And you guys -
For no reason. ♥ ♥ ♥ And god, the flowers - I had mentioned a couple of weeks ago that I liked white roses so today he asked if he could mix and match colors to make a dozen and the lady said no, so he just got two dozen. I asked him why, what it was for. "Happy Sunday!" I can't even. "These are the little things I can do for you now. You deserve so much more and I'm going to give it to you, I promise." I kissed his ear and told him these weren't "little" things at all. It just makes me so happy, that he does this stuff for no reason and not because, "OH, it's Feb 14 or her birthday, you have to do shit" or whatever. He's so genuine about it, such a beautiful and sincere man.
- ♥ -
I heard that my high school is looking for a new Communications Manager, that they really want alumni, and that I should apply. I want it but I'm afraid they won't look twice because I wasn't one of their model students who had rich parents or did extra credit or volunteered a fuck ton. But it'd be a blast, it's shooting sporting events and designing their magazine, writing articles and running their social media shit sdklfjha BASICALLY EVERYTHING I LIKE. I emailed Mr. Reilly and asked him what he thought of this ~situation~. I don't know. I'm already stressed and intimidated just thinking about it so I probably won't but it's such a nice thought. I wish I would have gone to school for Marketing because then I wouldn't be so scared to apply for shit that I know how to do anyway.