Waiting for the sandman
Some things I have learned about myself since college
I’m a super demanding person… bad Gina.
Cooking a side dish is good enough for dinner… for me.
Hardwood floors look great in a magazine, but after you’ve cleaned them once you will regret having them in your home, TRUST ME.
I’m too nice to people I secretly despise.
I never call people when I say I will, even family.
My fear of elevators has become irrational and out of control.
Now that I have my own bathroom it takes me over an hour to get ready every morning.
I wait until the last minute to do anything and everything… I think this is because I know longer have deadlines to follow.
My home will never look as good as I want it too.
Unless you are born into my immediate family, such as future nieces or nephews, I have zero desire to want to get to know you, or be forced to sustain anytype of relationship w/ you. Why? b/c I’m 25 and I KNOW who my real family is, I figured it out, the end.
I’m smart, smarter then I’ve ever given myself credit for before.
I will never like Indian food.
I’m excellent at faking my emotions… off stage.
I use to have a strong desire to be a mother, but as I look at my future, I’m unsure I see that anymore.
I can’t sleep with a TV on .
I worry too much about really, really silly things.
There’s so much more… but I’m tired, maybe I’ll add more tomorrow.