Wee hours
Well, it's after 4:30am and I'm obviously not asleep and no, I haven't even been to sleep yet. I'm in a bit of pain so why not come online and update since I have nothing better to do.
We went bowling tonight which was fun and the pointers from my dad seemed to help me out a little bit. I was hurting a little bit when we went out but I took some excedrine and figured I'd be fine, I mean, when am I not hurting? I had some beers and danced the macarena to get a free pass for next time. No pain was noticed. CW and I came home and I teased and we were adventurous...lots of fun. Now though, I'm in such incredible pain. The beer, tylenol, excedrine, nor vicodin are helping at all. Damn me being a horny bitch...
I'm really sure no one wants to read about that. So here's something weird that happened earlier tonight...
I was taking a nap and had a dream that CW proposed. Yeah, that should be a really good dream except he proposed in a restaurant and gave me a bouquet of red roses. I freaked out because it was as if he didn't know me at all. HELLO!!! That is SOOO not me. In the dream I started crying and I don't think I even responded. How conceited am I? Not even saying yes to the man I love and want to spend forever with because he proposed in such a cliche way? Anyone that knows me should know that's not me ideal way at all, especially red roses? Hahaha...Anyway, still! I'm such a bitch. I'm even a bitch in my dreams. Oh well, dreams never come true right? So that's good. Hmm...I'm still being a bitch and now I'm awake. Maybe it's because it's so late or I'm hurting or I don't know what to think about that. Every girl dreams about her wedding from the time she's 5 and she also dreams about the way she's proposed to so I guess if it's not the way she hoped she can be a little let down. At least it was just a dream...or nightmare...CW knows me so much better than that or he better before he decides to pop the question!
Maybe I should go to bed before I say anything else messed up. Maybe I dreamt that because of stupid Valentine's Day coming up and that's ALWAYS been such a horrible day, even if I had a significant other. I'm always let down so maybe that was in my head and so I was let down by another "romantic" situation. GRR and I even try to have no expecations or hopes. Geez, am I high maintenance or what? Atleast I'm definitely making myself seem that way right now. I'm going to try to sleep.
We went bowling tonight which was fun and the pointers from my dad seemed to help me out a little bit. I was hurting a little bit when we went out but I took some excedrine and figured I'd be fine, I mean, when am I not hurting? I had some beers and danced the macarena to get a free pass for next time. No pain was noticed. CW and I came home and I teased and we were adventurous...lots of fun. Now though, I'm in such incredible pain. The beer, tylenol, excedrine, nor vicodin are helping at all. Damn me being a horny bitch...
I'm really sure no one wants to read about that. So here's something weird that happened earlier tonight...
I was taking a nap and had a dream that CW proposed. Yeah, that should be a really good dream except he proposed in a restaurant and gave me a bouquet of red roses. I freaked out because it was as if he didn't know me at all. HELLO!!! That is SOOO not me. In the dream I started crying and I don't think I even responded. How conceited am I? Not even saying yes to the man I love and want to spend forever with because he proposed in such a cliche way? Anyone that knows me should know that's not me ideal way at all, especially red roses? Hahaha...Anyway, still! I'm such a bitch. I'm even a bitch in my dreams. Oh well, dreams never come true right? So that's good. Hmm...I'm still being a bitch and now I'm awake. Maybe it's because it's so late or I'm hurting or I don't know what to think about that. Every girl dreams about her wedding from the time she's 5 and she also dreams about the way she's proposed to so I guess if it's not the way she hoped she can be a little let down. At least it was just a dream...or nightmare...CW knows me so much better than that or he better before he decides to pop the question!
Maybe I should go to bed before I say anything else messed up. Maybe I dreamt that because of stupid Valentine's Day coming up and that's ALWAYS been such a horrible day, even if I had a significant other. I'm always let down so maybe that was in my head and so I was let down by another "romantic" situation. GRR and I even try to have no expecations or hopes. Geez, am I high maintenance or what? Atleast I'm definitely making myself seem that way right now. I'm going to try to sleep.