This weekend was a long one. I spent the majority of it with my best friend. I'm trying to think. We drank almost 10 liters of wine in two nights. There was a lot of dancing, too. Friday night, Brittany and I got Nick drunk. He spilled water on me and yelled, "It's Karma, bitch!" That was probably the funniest thing I've ever heard come out of his ( Read more... )

I love meditating. My World Religions professor, Bill, is amazing. He may have changed my life on the first day of class. I wanted to kick this guy's car today for coming within two inches of hitting me and I didn't even do it. All I literally needed to do was sit down in silence and breathe.

Today I was putting my niece to bed and reading her stories. She looked over at me and said, "Auntie, this is the best sleepover ever." I swear, this little girl makes my heart melt. She's so cool and she's only 3.

Sometimes all I really wanna feel is love, sometimes I'm angry that I'm feeling so angry.

If I keep telling myself my life is perfect maybe it will be. That's what I'm going for. Don't get me wrong, it is pretty good. There are just a few things I want to be different.

Brittany and I had a blast last night. We drank a ton, danced all night, spent time with some fun people. I totally love SP. Seeing Adam was nice since I don't get to do that a lot. I hate Dave's industrial piercing. I love to yell. I was barely clothed and stuck the whole night out in heels, no falling, with a huge bottle of champagne in hand. My ( Read more... )

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You're making it a hundred times easier for me to make the right decision. Seriously, thank you for that. I'm really looking forward to next weekend. I got to see my Little Baby Corey today and that made life perfect, I've missed him so much. Hopefully he'll come with me this weekend. Hopefully I will be feeling well by then. I just want everything ( Read more... )

Is it too much to ask for the things to work out this time? I'm only asking for what is mine. I wanted everything, I got it and now I'm gonna throw it away, I'll throw it away, yeah.

Why is it that every time I have a conversation with my dad it ends up with yelling and screaming? This is exactly why I don't talk to him regularly. I don't understand how someone can be so closed-minded and ignorant.