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T.O.N.Y. Post 2016: Puberty
2016 was puberty. It was awkward and painful, maddening, frustrating, unforgiving, and chock-full of pettiness ( Read more... ) -
T.O.N.Y. Post 2015: What do you mean, it's "too late now to say sorry?"
So aside from the momentous occasion of suddenly becoming a "belieber", I'd have to say that 2015 was a year of... transition.
Living with someone new was an interesting change; some of it tough, most of it refreshing. I never realized how difficult it must be to live with me (haha) or to live with a boy (again, haha). Perhaps another thing I must ( Read more... ) -
T.O.N.Y. Post 2014
As I write this T.O.N.Y. post, I am no longer sitting under the kitchen's flourescent lights, nor am I huddled at my messy corner desk in the room I've shared with my parents for the past 15 (or so) years. No; this hour and a half before midnight to a new year, I am spending with the love of my life, my best friend, my (often exasperating) partner ( Read more... ) -
T.O.N.Y. Post 2013
There are many things to be said about 2013, one of which, I suppose, precedes all in terms of "significant life events ( Read more... ) -
The Obligatory New Year Post (Henceforth to be known as "TONY Post")
It's a little early to start heralding in the New Year, I know. I've still got six hours and nineteen minutes left until the clock strikes 12, but waking up after a two-hour nap on the last day of the year makes me feel like I ought to d more. If not more, then at the very leas something Also, Mr. Bubbles (who turns 12 years old in six hours, by ( Read more... ) -
Fireworks and Gunshots
Once again, the sky is bright with color, and the air is alive with noise ( Read more... ) -
Waiting for the Sun Rise
It's 30 minutes till midnight, and I want to run around the house and jump like there's no tomorrow ( Read more... ) -
quote to remember
Kisses are like tears, the only real ones are the ones you can't hold back. <3 :) -
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I am not one to mince words. Building houses is hard work. Every second of carrying hollow blocks, mixing cement and shoveling gravel under the scorching hot sun made me wish I was anywhere but under the scorching sun, carrying heavy stuff and breathing dusty air. And while it is politically correct (and only decent) to say that it was worth it, I ( Read more... ) -
The Centipede of DOOM™
I saw a centipede today. It was really really REALLY creepy. :(
I remember when I was a little girl, I did something bad (like track mud in the house or something), and then POOF! I saw a centipede. Of course, I ran crying to Mutti, who told me that it appeared because I did something bad. After that, every time I made a mistake (whether by accident ( Read more... )