You'd swear I was the one getting married today...
I can't sleep at all....
I was totally up late trying to make sure all my shit was in order...
I've spent waaaaaay too much on this wedding...I guess this is what I get for accepting to become a bridesmaid.
I hate the dress and shoes....
I'm not feminine enough to have nails...this shit is irritating right now.
I have a feeling this is going to be a long day, which is why I'm so upset I'm not sleeping still!
Did I mention that I hate my dress and shoes?
In other news I'm still unemployed but I swear after labor day I'm going to get my ass into gear and start getting my resume out there. I've successfully maxed out my credit card on crap....which is a hard feet considering it's a 10,000$ limit....erfugbhweutyfr vweuvyaweuyrfvukwayevuyw....damnit.
Also, anyone know a nice, disease free man whore I could borrow? Angela needs some action on the regular...
The Alejandro is backpacking in the wilderness somewhere this weekend...my social life is quickly becoming non-existent. I'm really having a hard time adjusting to being back here in San Jose. I never thought it would be this hard, but running into old ghosts from high school and seeing how many people have not changed even a little since high school is a little disheartening. It makes conversation a little awkward sometimes when I can't even talk to people about college, or living on their own because they have no idea what it's like. I also am loving the free rent and all, but living at home where there used to be a family and now there is only me is quite the bummer. There are still huge gaps from where my father's things used to be, and my mom is living with her boyfriend and doesn't really have time to spend with me unless I specifically ask. It's kinda shitty when you have to schedule an appointment to hang out with your mom, whom you're supposedly living with, but no one knows that and you're not really in a position to say anything.
I'm over being a parent to my parents.
So lets try and end this post on a positive note....two people who are madly in love and promising themselves to each other today for life (which will hopefully last until death) thought I was important enough to them to have in their wedding party. Seeing as I've only known the bride for about two years (we were both social work majors) that's a pretty big deal, right? Also, if I don't die from lack of oxygen to my brain from my dress, hopefully I will be able to meet a studly EMT or fireman at the reception and then no longer need to pay for a disease free man whore...
We shall see. Time to get up. My alarm will be going off any minute.
I was totally up late trying to make sure all my shit was in order...
I've spent waaaaaay too much on this wedding...I guess this is what I get for accepting to become a bridesmaid.
I hate the dress and shoes....
I'm not feminine enough to have nails...this shit is irritating right now.
I have a feeling this is going to be a long day, which is why I'm so upset I'm not sleeping still!
Did I mention that I hate my dress and shoes?
In other news I'm still unemployed but I swear after labor day I'm going to get my ass into gear and start getting my resume out there. I've successfully maxed out my credit card on crap....which is a hard feet considering it's a 10,000$ limit....erfugbhweutyfr vweuvyaweuyrfvukwayevuyw....damnit.
Also, anyone know a nice, disease free man whore I could borrow? Angela needs some action on the regular...
The Alejandro is backpacking in the wilderness somewhere this weekend...my social life is quickly becoming non-existent. I'm really having a hard time adjusting to being back here in San Jose. I never thought it would be this hard, but running into old ghosts from high school and seeing how many people have not changed even a little since high school is a little disheartening. It makes conversation a little awkward sometimes when I can't even talk to people about college, or living on their own because they have no idea what it's like. I also am loving the free rent and all, but living at home where there used to be a family and now there is only me is quite the bummer. There are still huge gaps from where my father's things used to be, and my mom is living with her boyfriend and doesn't really have time to spend with me unless I specifically ask. It's kinda shitty when you have to schedule an appointment to hang out with your mom, whom you're supposedly living with, but no one knows that and you're not really in a position to say anything.
I'm over being a parent to my parents.
So lets try and end this post on a positive note....two people who are madly in love and promising themselves to each other today for life (which will hopefully last until death) thought I was important enough to them to have in their wedding party. Seeing as I've only known the bride for about two years (we were both social work majors) that's a pretty big deal, right? Also, if I don't die from lack of oxygen to my brain from my dress, hopefully I will be able to meet a studly EMT or fireman at the reception and then no longer need to pay for a disease free man whore...
We shall see. Time to get up. My alarm will be going off any minute.