I WANT MY HAIR BACK!!!!! I want to feel pretty!! *sniffle* everyone used to know me by my hair.... and now its short and ugly and plain brown... ok it's still past my shoulders but it's short to me.... normally I can tuck it into my waistband... *le sigh ( Read more... )

*sigh*

So I was driving home from Thanksgiving dinner last night, singing (loudly) along with my CDs and suddenly I realized what I was singing, and it brought tears to my eyes.....

Every lover tells a different story ( Read more... )

I don't get it. I really don't... how can such a person that appears so normal (er, well ok mostly) really be so god damn crazy? Where is the trigger in my head that turns me from normal, sane, happy-go-lucky into a raving lunatic slouched in the chair and feeling so depressed she wants to staple her hand to her forehead? *winks at Rayne ( Read more... )

I am a bad bad monkey ( Read more... )

*big huge gigantic sigh of relief ( Read more... )

I wish my life would get back to making sense. I've done what needs to be done. Yet I don't feel any better. If anything I feel worse! Rage, hatred, crying... I can deal with that. But understanding? No, I don't know how to react to that. I feel that I will never meet a more understanding person, and can't for my life fathom why that isn't ( Read more... )

I need to go back to bed and stay there for a very long time. I feel like crap.. worn out worn down worn away. I swear I'm going to have an ulcer by the time I'm 30 ( Read more... )

well it is done. They are hiring in my old department in PA, so I applied. If they rehire me, I'll have to be back there by 8/1. That's 2 weeks from today, and a trip to Pittsburgh for my cousin's wedding in there. Of course, I realize they may not hire me. But that's even worse... then I'd be stuck here. My parents want me home.. my dad ( Read more... )

Ok.. so I have not written in awhile.. it happens. I actually have been writing, but it's private things I need to put on paper, not up on the web for anyone to see..... It's been rough, but seems to be getting better ( Read more... )

Ok.. it's a few days later, and I've regrouped a bit. I'm still not feeling good about the news about my first love, but I'm feeling better. I'm not crying every 5 seconds any more, which might have something to do with my conscious decision to not think about him.. at all... in anyway. Because it's when I think that I cry ( Read more... )