# 9. (sb) youre wild and crazy! and i love it! youre not afraid to say whats on your mind, and thats awesome! i can always count on you for your honest opinion and i value that!! and if im ever looking for an adventurous night... i know who to call. YOU!
#1017 (ak) i love how i can tell you anything, and expect an honest reaction. and i love how you accept me for how judgemental i am towards others, because chances are- you think the same way i do. haha! and i love how you know how to be a sly little bitch. i feel very honored to have brought some of that out in you. haha! you are strong willed. =]
# ooo1 (lm) youve been my BEST friend since grade school. i love your sense of style, and fearlessness to try almost anything once. even when youre in a bad mood, i can cheer you up. and we ALWAYS have fun. even if its just watching tv. i love how you can laugh at all my jokes that no one else would get. and i love how you know all these random facts, and the stories behind them. you always look amazing, and know the cutest clothes and hairstyles. i love how we have basically the same sense of style.
#887 (at) i love how you make people EARN your respect. and i love how, even though im loud and crazy, you love that about me. you also care more about your family, than you care about yourself , but you never forget to look out for number 1 (yourself) and i love how you laugh at my dumbass when its called for. haha!
#7891 (cp) you are loud, FUNNY, crazy-opinionated and amazing! i love how you really dont give a shit what anyone will think of you because of what or how you feel about something. you have your morals set in a straight line, and you are on a wonderful path towards a great future. i adore that about you.
#19 (jn) youre loud, and know whats up. you will challenge anyone who crosses you. you love with all you have, and you show respect in all the right places. i absolutely cherish this about you. and i love how you will say what youre thinking, without the intention of hurting anyone. its just what you think, and thats, that. haha! youre very hospitable, and you care about your friends dearly. you will give your friends a place to stay, and the shirt off your back. and expect NOTHING in return.
one thing ive noticed. i have loud, and opinionated friends. i love that. =] and i love all of you!!
i am the queen, and you are all my peasents.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
some truth's to pass along.
1. I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clearyour computer history if you die.
2. Nothing stinks more than that moment during an argument when yourealize you're wrong.
3. I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I wasyounger.
4. There is great need for a sarcasm font.
5. How the heck are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
6. Was learning cursive really necessary?
7. Map Quest really needs to start their directions on # 5. I'm prettysure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
8. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how theperson died.
9. I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
10. Bad decisions make good stories.
11. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at workwhen you know that you just aren't going to do anything productive forthe rest of the day.
12. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blue Ray? Idon't want to have to restart my collection...again.
13. I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks meif I want to save any changes to my ten-page technical report that Iswear I did not make any changes to.
14. I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not toanswer when they call.
15. I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
16. I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday orSaturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lite than Kay.
17. I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.
18. I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom andhunger.
19. How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nodand smile because you still didn't hear or understand a word they said?
20. I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team upto prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothersand sisters!
21. Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never getdirty, and you can wear them forever.
22. Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and stillnot know what time it is.
23. Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their carkeys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and Pinning the Tail on theDonkey - but I'd bet everyone can find and push the snooze button from 3feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time, every time.
24. The first testicular guard, the "Cup," was used in Hockey in 1874and the first helmet was used in 1974. That means it only took 100 yearsfor men to realize that their brain is also important.
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2. Nothing stinks more than that moment during an argument when yourealize you're wrong.
3. I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I wasyounger.
4. There is great need for a sarcasm font.
5. How the heck are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
6. Was learning cursive really necessary?
7. Map Quest really needs to start their directions on # 5. I'm prettysure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
8. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how theperson died.
9. I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
10. Bad decisions make good stories.
11. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at workwhen you know that you just aren't going to do anything productive forthe rest of the day.
12. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blue Ray? Idon't want to have to restart my collection...again.
13. I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks meif I want to save any changes to my ten-page technical report that Iswear I did not make any changes to.
14. I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not toanswer when they call.
15. I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
16. I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday orSaturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lite than Kay.
17. I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.
18. I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom andhunger.
19. How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nodand smile because you still didn't hear or understand a word they said?
20. I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team upto prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothersand sisters!
21. Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never getdirty, and you can wear them forever.
22. Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and stillnot know what time it is.
23. Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their carkeys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and Pinning the Tail on theDonkey - but I'd bet everyone can find and push the snooze button from 3feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time, every time.
24. The first testicular guard, the "Cup," was used in Hockey in 1874and the first helmet was used in 1974. That means it only took 100 yearsfor men to realize that their brain is also important.
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Monday, December 6, 2010
if you think creepin my facebook is legit. youll wanna read this.
to the girl who keeps copying me.
please stop.
its annoying.
be yourself. not a shitty second rate version of me.
please stop.
its annoying.
be yourself. not a shitty second rate version of me.
lets step out of your comfort zone for a minute
ok people... seriously.
you cannot, NOT accessorize these days.
and im sorry, but just earrings are not enough.
you need a cute ring, and earrings, AND a necklace... and maybe a bracelet to match.
you dont want too much. but you definately want SOMETHING!!!
im not claiming to be a 'fashionista' by any means. but i do know what looks good.
not a dressy, dresser? (do you wear alot of hoodies and jeans?) you can still wear cute jewlery! hoop earrings are always cute with hooded sweatshirts. and so are rings.
regular t shirt kinda gal? get some pretty dangly earrings and some bracelets! spice it up with a cute belt!
SERIOUSLY its not that hard! come on gals... lets bring the 'lady' out in you! =]
nothing irks me more, when people are scared to step out of thier comfort zone to try something new!
its fashion! its ever-changing, day by day! thats the FUN of it all!
i wear everything from, prep, to era, to rock... and i LOVE it all! it gives me a chance to rock out something new when im bored with my look and cant afford a new hairstyle or what-have-you. and i accessorize like none other.
just the other day, i went and bought LOADS of accessories. (early xmas gift to myself. haha)
and for the love of god. have FUN with your makeup! you may stumble upon a look you really like... and boost that confidence a little more! which i think we can all agree on.... is awesome.
dont know how to do makeup well?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nj4SNy9JUjA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WccbRSCOTZY
boom.
you cannot, NOT accessorize these days.
and im sorry, but just earrings are not enough.
you need a cute ring, and earrings, AND a necklace... and maybe a bracelet to match.
you dont want too much. but you definately want SOMETHING!!!
im not claiming to be a 'fashionista' by any means. but i do know what looks good.
not a dressy, dresser? (do you wear alot of hoodies and jeans?) you can still wear cute jewlery! hoop earrings are always cute with hooded sweatshirts. and so are rings.
regular t shirt kinda gal? get some pretty dangly earrings and some bracelets! spice it up with a cute belt!
SERIOUSLY its not that hard! come on gals... lets bring the 'lady' out in you! =]
nothing irks me more, when people are scared to step out of thier comfort zone to try something new!
its fashion! its ever-changing, day by day! thats the FUN of it all!
i wear everything from, prep, to era, to rock... and i LOVE it all! it gives me a chance to rock out something new when im bored with my look and cant afford a new hairstyle or what-have-you. and i accessorize like none other.
just the other day, i went and bought LOADS of accessories. (early xmas gift to myself. haha)
and for the love of god. have FUN with your makeup! you may stumble upon a look you really like... and boost that confidence a little more! which i think we can all agree on.... is awesome.
dont know how to do makeup well?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nj4SNy9JUjA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WccbRSCOTZY
boom.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
im still growing up
i recently watched that adam sandler movie, grown ups.
it was pretty funny... but it got me thinking more than anything.
its about thier mentor dying, and they all meet up for the funeral, after some odd amount of years not seeing eachother. after getting careers, families.. and so on.
and when they all got back together, it was like they never left eachother.
i wondered to myself, which of my friends would be like that?
if we all went our own ways- starting our families and careers, and basically getting distracted with life.
which of my friends would still be there after a bunch of years, and itd be like we saw eachother the day before?
would time, and life get to the best of my friends in this day and age?
something to think about...
it was pretty funny... but it got me thinking more than anything.
its about thier mentor dying, and they all meet up for the funeral, after some odd amount of years not seeing eachother. after getting careers, families.. and so on.
and when they all got back together, it was like they never left eachother.
i wondered to myself, which of my friends would be like that?
if we all went our own ways- starting our families and careers, and basically getting distracted with life.
which of my friends would still be there after a bunch of years, and itd be like we saw eachother the day before?
would time, and life get to the best of my friends in this day and age?
something to think about...
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
i love my sailor.
due to it being veterans day, i figured i would post a little blog here about how great my boyfriend truly is.
he is a sailor, and he goes to work, day in and day out. with little to no complaining.
he knows his schedule like the back of his own hand. he gets little sleep.
he never really fully gets to relax. because of some off chance that he might get called into work.
he has been on 3 deployments. for 8 to 9 months at a time. he rarely gets to see his family. or talk to his friends from back home. he sometimes works well over 40 hours a week, for meanial pay.
why would anyone do this?? for thier country. for their families. for thier friends. so they can continue to live free, and safely. (for the most part.)
and while doing all this- he still makes time to be with me and my son. to make us laugh, and ensure we are in a safe place.
i cant even begin to imagine what its like being a sailor. being away from your loved ones for so long.
we are here missing one person, while he is out there missing a good handful of people.
i am proud to be his. and i am proud of him for serving his country. even though i know he doesnt like his job, or being away... i know hes proud too.
im also incredibly proud of my friends, who are currently serving, or who have served. i know a great amount of wonderful people in the military, and id like to thank each and everyone of them personally for serving our country. and doing the job, no one else could or would do.
thank you! i love you all!!
please keep them in your thoughts, people. dont be a dick. theyre out there busting thier asses in some way or another- so YOU can live in the land of the free and the home of the brave.
he is a sailor, and he goes to work, day in and day out. with little to no complaining.
he knows his schedule like the back of his own hand. he gets little sleep.
he never really fully gets to relax. because of some off chance that he might get called into work.
he has been on 3 deployments. for 8 to 9 months at a time. he rarely gets to see his family. or talk to his friends from back home. he sometimes works well over 40 hours a week, for meanial pay.
why would anyone do this?? for thier country. for their families. for thier friends. so they can continue to live free, and safely. (for the most part.)
and while doing all this- he still makes time to be with me and my son. to make us laugh, and ensure we are in a safe place.
i cant even begin to imagine what its like being a sailor. being away from your loved ones for so long.
we are here missing one person, while he is out there missing a good handful of people.
i am proud to be his. and i am proud of him for serving his country. even though i know he doesnt like his job, or being away... i know hes proud too.
im also incredibly proud of my friends, who are currently serving, or who have served. i know a great amount of wonderful people in the military, and id like to thank each and everyone of them personally for serving our country. and doing the job, no one else could or would do.
thank you! i love you all!!
please keep them in your thoughts, people. dont be a dick. theyre out there busting thier asses in some way or another- so YOU can live in the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
my friend sara...
everyone has a friend like my friend sara...
your friend, however may not have the same personaility traits, or same interests, or same anything as my friend sara...
but we ALL have that one friend, that crazy shit just happens when youre together.
you could plan a totally normal night, watching movies, and eating pizza. and it would end up being a huge massive party, that probably got out of control, even for the biggest of partier.
im talkin, somehow, the magics in the universe got scrambled, and a pink elephant is walking around, there are midgets on unicycles, obama is there smoking pot... etc. what have you...
ok... probably not THAT out of control, but you get my point. we all have that ONE friend.
and my one friend like that, is dear ol sara...
when her and i met, we clicked instantly. 2 cool ass chicks? who wouldnt?? duh.
but im here to share a few fun memories i have with her... (sorry sara... i may be divulging some personal information... you can get back at me later... but for now... this shit is getting told!)
sara recently turned 21, so this one story in particular comes to mind when i think of her...
i had moved into this house, that was over priced for its quality, and the neighborhood it was in. i had made a deal with the landlord, that i would fix up the house and she takes a little off rent. well i had tore up the carpets exposing the awesome hard wood floors, painted the walls, and had started painting the outside.
well it was a hot summer day, me and sara wanted to paint, get our tan on a little... and my son was off in washington visiting his dad for a couple weeks. so we decided "ah might as well..."
so there we were, music blasting, painting is moving along smoothly, and conversation is short but sweet.
we get a call from her then boyfriend forrest, who says he would help us, and bring over beer for the hot day.
we were pretty pumped, so we eagerly agreed. (saying you had beer, to me and sara was an automatic invite back then)
time goes on, its hot as hell out, humid... and the beer is flowing. its going down waaaay too easy.
before we knew it, there was an outright party in my front lawn. except, it wasnt really a party... it was just me and sara.
sara then decided its way too hot for a shirt. so she takes it off... in the middle of the afternoon, in the middle of town, in a neighborhood where there was a school not more than a block away.
and shes just galavanting around my lawn in her bra... havin the time of her life.
not more than 10 minutes later, (i swear) 2 cops roll up. cherries on.
does sara give a shit? not really... at that point, she was only concerned about having to PAY for a minor consumption ticket. (before you get all huffy about her drinking under age. we have all done it. and sara has served her time in the army for 2 years now... i think she deserves a beer. so shut up)
one of the cops is my ex husbands uncle, and the other was one i had never seen before.
my ex husbands uncle of course came right up to me and says "jenn, what the hell?" HAHAH!
sara doesnt even wait for anyone to talk to her, she walks right up to the other cop, IN HER BRA... and asks "whats the damage gonna be? i know im in trouble"
long story short, sara got a minor consumption ticket, in just her bra. pretty funny if ya ask me...
but that brings me to another story... which is a little more risque! so if you thought the previous story was innaporpriate, please do not continue reading...
it was on another night, me and sara were just planning on sitting on my porch, (cause my porch was awesome) and having a few drinks...
weeeelllll i guess people were bored. and they all decided my house was the house to be at...
sara gets entirely too wasted off straight JAGER, that she stole from her boyfriend and takes her shirt off again. this time she wasnt wearing a bra. (dont worry there was another girl there in just her bra- sara isnt always the naked one)
a friend of ours who is quite the reserved catholic, popped in after work to say hello, got what im sure was NOT what he would ever expect to happen to him in his entire life.
i dont know where sara came from, but she came running up to him, bare boobs in tow, arms open... and just jumped on him.
the look on his face, is story worthy alone, but he reacted so quickly he threw sara off of him, she hit her back on the arm of the couch, and fell on the floor ontop of the jager bottle, and had somehow pulled me and another person ontop of her. HAHAHHA!!! my reserved friend literally took off running and drove away...
those are my most 2 memorable stories with sara... not that theyre not all very memorable. but i guess these are my faveorite to tell! =]
your friend, however may not have the same personaility traits, or same interests, or same anything as my friend sara...
but we ALL have that one friend, that crazy shit just happens when youre together.
you could plan a totally normal night, watching movies, and eating pizza. and it would end up being a huge massive party, that probably got out of control, even for the biggest of partier.
im talkin, somehow, the magics in the universe got scrambled, and a pink elephant is walking around, there are midgets on unicycles, obama is there smoking pot... etc. what have you...
ok... probably not THAT out of control, but you get my point. we all have that ONE friend.
and my one friend like that, is dear ol sara...
when her and i met, we clicked instantly. 2 cool ass chicks? who wouldnt?? duh.
but im here to share a few fun memories i have with her... (sorry sara... i may be divulging some personal information... you can get back at me later... but for now... this shit is getting told!)
sara recently turned 21, so this one story in particular comes to mind when i think of her...
i had moved into this house, that was over priced for its quality, and the neighborhood it was in. i had made a deal with the landlord, that i would fix up the house and she takes a little off rent. well i had tore up the carpets exposing the awesome hard wood floors, painted the walls, and had started painting the outside.
well it was a hot summer day, me and sara wanted to paint, get our tan on a little... and my son was off in washington visiting his dad for a couple weeks. so we decided "ah might as well..."
so there we were, music blasting, painting is moving along smoothly, and conversation is short but sweet.
we get a call from her then boyfriend forrest, who says he would help us, and bring over beer for the hot day.
we were pretty pumped, so we eagerly agreed. (saying you had beer, to me and sara was an automatic invite back then)
time goes on, its hot as hell out, humid... and the beer is flowing. its going down waaaay too easy.
before we knew it, there was an outright party in my front lawn. except, it wasnt really a party... it was just me and sara.
sara then decided its way too hot for a shirt. so she takes it off... in the middle of the afternoon, in the middle of town, in a neighborhood where there was a school not more than a block away.
and shes just galavanting around my lawn in her bra... havin the time of her life.
not more than 10 minutes later, (i swear) 2 cops roll up. cherries on.
does sara give a shit? not really... at that point, she was only concerned about having to PAY for a minor consumption ticket. (before you get all huffy about her drinking under age. we have all done it. and sara has served her time in the army for 2 years now... i think she deserves a beer. so shut up)
one of the cops is my ex husbands uncle, and the other was one i had never seen before.
my ex husbands uncle of course came right up to me and says "jenn, what the hell?" HAHAH!
sara doesnt even wait for anyone to talk to her, she walks right up to the other cop, IN HER BRA... and asks "whats the damage gonna be? i know im in trouble"
long story short, sara got a minor consumption ticket, in just her bra. pretty funny if ya ask me...
but that brings me to another story... which is a little more risque! so if you thought the previous story was innaporpriate, please do not continue reading...
it was on another night, me and sara were just planning on sitting on my porch, (cause my porch was awesome) and having a few drinks...
weeeelllll i guess people were bored. and they all decided my house was the house to be at...
sara gets entirely too wasted off straight JAGER, that she stole from her boyfriend and takes her shirt off again. this time she wasnt wearing a bra. (dont worry there was another girl there in just her bra- sara isnt always the naked one)
a friend of ours who is quite the reserved catholic, popped in after work to say hello, got what im sure was NOT what he would ever expect to happen to him in his entire life.
i dont know where sara came from, but she came running up to him, bare boobs in tow, arms open... and just jumped on him.
the look on his face, is story worthy alone, but he reacted so quickly he threw sara off of him, she hit her back on the arm of the couch, and fell on the floor ontop of the jager bottle, and had somehow pulled me and another person ontop of her. HAHAHHA!!! my reserved friend literally took off running and drove away...
those are my most 2 memorable stories with sara... not that theyre not all very memorable. but i guess these are my faveorite to tell! =]
Thursday, October 21, 2010
my 'how to' guide for BEING ME!
HOW TO BE JENN-
1. be blunt.
-have a friend who DESPERATELY needs to wax her mustache? just tell her straight up. she will appreciate that you care enough about HER appearance, that she wont be offended.
2. be anal about your hair
-having good hair, ALWAYS makes you look 11085858383% better than the bastard standing next to you.
3. be just a little bit of a clean freak
- a nice clean house is ALWAYS good to come home to, and sit and relax in. and its also never embarassing when people come over unexpectedly.
4. have atleast 6 (minimum) shirts for every kind of occasion
-its nice to know you have options.
5. whiten your teeth.
-plain and simple, ppl look DISGUSTING with yellow teeth
6. stick by your morals AND opinions. but NEVER ever press them on anyone.
-just because someone doesnt agree with what you stand for, doesnt mean you should change that. a person with their own opinions and morals look more intelligant.
7. dont chase the opposite sex. ever.
-they will come to you.
8. be stubborn.
-being stubborn can be a bad thing, but it generally works out best for me. im stubborn when it comes to being a mom, an employee, a customer, hair... etc
9. be a shoe nazi.
-can never have enough shoes.
10. smile AND laugh, atleast 5 times a day..
-it seriously puts you in a better mood. and i read somewhere (probably cosmo) that its suuper healthy.
-also... try and find the humor in everything. it makes for a good time.
11. always make sure you have great breath. if not great, at the very least OK.
-seriously... it makes you more confident.
12. own at least 5 different type of purfumes.
-one for every season and one for going out.
13. LOVE LOVE LOVE with ALL that you have.
-you dont want to leave this earth knowing you didnt give it your all! do you??
14. do what you love...
-even if it means kicking babies. ya gotta stay happy... right?? (but i seriously wouldnt reccomend kicking babies... thats just mean)
15. be a little bit bossy.
-you usually get what you want. if not, oh well.
16. know when to be nice and know when to be a bitch.
-being a "bitch" generally means youre sticking up for a friend, or when youre REALLY pissed. but most of all... killen em with kindness, really does work.
17. take care of your skin, nails and feet.
-this needs no explanation. its just common sense.
18. never, ever, under any circumstances lie to your boyfriend, girlfriend, spouse or signifigant other.
-it ALWAYS comes back to bite you in the ass. and having an honest relationship really does make it ALOT better.
19. have atleast 2 best friends, 5 really good friends, and alot of friends...
-you wont be bored. ever.
20. be nice to your parents.
-they deserve it. (most parents do)
21. be tough.
-know how to protect yourself, and maybe others around you
22. be a lady.
-know when to be proper. burping and farting are just not allowed or even OK in some instances.
23. be an aggresive driver.
-not a shitty one.
24. drink wine.
-its good for your heart.
25. be social.
-duh.
1. be blunt.
-have a friend who DESPERATELY needs to wax her mustache? just tell her straight up. she will appreciate that you care enough about HER appearance, that she wont be offended.
2. be anal about your hair
-having good hair, ALWAYS makes you look 11085858383% better than the bastard standing next to you.
3. be just a little bit of a clean freak
- a nice clean house is ALWAYS good to come home to, and sit and relax in. and its also never embarassing when people come over unexpectedly.
4. have atleast 6 (minimum) shirts for every kind of occasion
-its nice to know you have options.
5. whiten your teeth.
-plain and simple, ppl look DISGUSTING with yellow teeth
6. stick by your morals AND opinions. but NEVER ever press them on anyone.
-just because someone doesnt agree with what you stand for, doesnt mean you should change that. a person with their own opinions and morals look more intelligant.
7. dont chase the opposite sex. ever.
-they will come to you.
8. be stubborn.
-being stubborn can be a bad thing, but it generally works out best for me. im stubborn when it comes to being a mom, an employee, a customer, hair... etc
9. be a shoe nazi.
-can never have enough shoes.
10. smile AND laugh, atleast 5 times a day..
-it seriously puts you in a better mood. and i read somewhere (probably cosmo) that its suuper healthy.
-also... try and find the humor in everything. it makes for a good time.
11. always make sure you have great breath. if not great, at the very least OK.
-seriously... it makes you more confident.
12. own at least 5 different type of purfumes.
-one for every season and one for going out.
13. LOVE LOVE LOVE with ALL that you have.
-you dont want to leave this earth knowing you didnt give it your all! do you??
14. do what you love...
-even if it means kicking babies. ya gotta stay happy... right?? (but i seriously wouldnt reccomend kicking babies... thats just mean)
15. be a little bit bossy.
-you usually get what you want. if not, oh well.
16. know when to be nice and know when to be a bitch.
-being a "bitch" generally means youre sticking up for a friend, or when youre REALLY pissed. but most of all... killen em with kindness, really does work.
17. take care of your skin, nails and feet.
-this needs no explanation. its just common sense.
18. never, ever, under any circumstances lie to your boyfriend, girlfriend, spouse or signifigant other.
-it ALWAYS comes back to bite you in the ass. and having an honest relationship really does make it ALOT better.
19. have atleast 2 best friends, 5 really good friends, and alot of friends...
-you wont be bored. ever.
20. be nice to your parents.
-they deserve it. (most parents do)
21. be tough.
-know how to protect yourself, and maybe others around you
22. be a lady.
-know when to be proper. burping and farting are just not allowed or even OK in some instances.
23. be an aggresive driver.
-not a shitty one.
24. drink wine.
-its good for your heart.
25. be social.
-duh.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
believe what you want, but ill believe my apartment is haunted.
for the past 5, almost 6 months, ive been hearing noises in my apartment that i just brushed off my shoulder. and the orbs in pictures i took, i passed off as dust molecules...
weeeeeelllllllllllllllll...
recently, (and i am most definately NOT kidding, exaggerating, lying, crazy...etc) i saw a cubbord in my kitchen open ITSELF, and shut on its own!!
ive also been seeing shadows. (but those could be my eyes playing tricks on me...and to be honest, im looking for reasons to tell myself that my eyes were playing tricks on me when i saw the cubbord open.)
last night had to be the SCARIEST expierience of my freaking life though...
i usually lay in bed and watch some tv, before i fall asleep. well lately ive also been having some insomnia bullshit goin on... not being able to get to sleep past 230 in the morning. (it seriously, seriously SUCKS!!)
anyway!
i tried laying in the dark, eyes closed and tv off. thought maybe if i bored myself, id fall asleep.
well it didnt work AT ALL... considering i felt the bed move, as if someone was walking on it, right next to me! i felt my leg, sink in. it scared the shit out of me, i closed my eyes super tight and hid under the blanket.
THEN! (here is where i got really scared)
i heard something/someone whisper "JENNY!!!!" in my ear, in a scratchy-demonic voice.
so i did the only logical and smart thing, any person should do in a situation like that... took off running outta my room and turned on every light in my apartment. haha!
so whatever it was, definately has been a creep stalker- and decided calling me "jenny" like we were old pals, was cool to do.
UMMMM no.
definately gonna get the power of jesus up in this beezy, and shun that shit outta my dwelling.
shit like that is NOT allowed.
guess who invested into a night light???
weeeeeelllllllllllllllll...
recently, (and i am most definately NOT kidding, exaggerating, lying, crazy...etc) i saw a cubbord in my kitchen open ITSELF, and shut on its own!!
ive also been seeing shadows. (but those could be my eyes playing tricks on me...and to be honest, im looking for reasons to tell myself that my eyes were playing tricks on me when i saw the cubbord open.)
last night had to be the SCARIEST expierience of my freaking life though...
i usually lay in bed and watch some tv, before i fall asleep. well lately ive also been having some insomnia bullshit goin on... not being able to get to sleep past 230 in the morning. (it seriously, seriously SUCKS!!)
anyway!
i tried laying in the dark, eyes closed and tv off. thought maybe if i bored myself, id fall asleep.
well it didnt work AT ALL... considering i felt the bed move, as if someone was walking on it, right next to me! i felt my leg, sink in. it scared the shit out of me, i closed my eyes super tight and hid under the blanket.
THEN! (here is where i got really scared)
i heard something/someone whisper "JENNY!!!!" in my ear, in a scratchy-demonic voice.
so i did the only logical and smart thing, any person should do in a situation like that... took off running outta my room and turned on every light in my apartment. haha!
so whatever it was, definately has been a creep stalker- and decided calling me "jenny" like we were old pals, was cool to do.
UMMMM no.
definately gonna get the power of jesus up in this beezy, and shun that shit outta my dwelling.
shit like that is NOT allowed.
guess who invested into a night light???
Thursday, September 30, 2010
oi vey... i think im dying.
i hate being sick...
runny, yet stuffy nose.
massive head aches. back aches. neck aches.
hungry, with no appetite. (if that even makes sense)
cold, then hot, then cold again...
sore throat
sensitivity to light... FUCK YOU GERMS!!!
anyway... i havent blogged in awhile. i sometimes flake on stuff like that... but oh well. this is my blog. suck a dick if you dont like it. (dont really suck a dick...)
but in recent news of my hometown, ive been hearing all kinds of shady shit that has been going on... I KNOW... what else is new (for you fellow fairmontians)
im here to set some shit straight, or bitch. however you wanna take this...
1. i am SO pissed at the ppl who chose to believe the psyco rumors that my ex has decided to spread about me. if you are one of these ppl, consider yourself dead to me.
honestly, if you were REALLY my friend in the first place, and actually... if you were fucking SMART to begin with... (im talking, a kindergarten education qualifies you to be smart enough for this) you would KNOW not to believe him. (seriously, have you not caught him in enough lies, and has he not been a mooch, druggie, alcoholic long enough for you to see??) oh well... dead to me.
- kudos to the ppl who came to me and asked ME.
2. what the fuck, windmill builders??? why are you going around beating ppl up for no reason? do you need to go back to prison, where you probably came from... and have bubba teach you some manners?? its called civilization... maybe you belong in a zoo. monsta-tards.
3. floods... i saw the video. it was intense... but nothing like katrina. come on ppl... praying is not necessary... quit acting like its the end of the world. 13 inches? 16? whatever... try like... 80 inches. then start crying. (yeah i know... im heartless... but COME ON!)
4. infedelities...
can we grow up boys? and stop cheating on our wives and gfs? and ladies... stop being whores. you know these dudes are married... quit bangin em!
but... on the other hand, wives and gfs should get smart, n peace out. (it took me awhile... but i did it)
i know there arent many fish in the minnesota sea... but there are definately better. i have no respect for a man who cheats, if he wants to hit on me... ill treat him like the piece of shit he is. boom.
5. one thing i AM proud of tho... are my TRUE friends, who come to me with issues they want help being resolved. i love being confided in. and i love helping a buddy out. recently, alot more of my friends have been coming to me with personal issues, and ive been a helpful ear to them. im proud of those friendships. kudos.
6. minnesota vikings... good lord. can we stop updating facebook statuses EVERY time there is a touchdown or something happening? its seriously annoying. and i can guarantee, every single person on your friends list is watching the same things. either way, ive learned there is a HIDE option on fb. i just hide the ppl who talk about the vikings incessantly... because i honestly... really do not give a shit.
yea yeah...i know this is a bitchy blog. but im in a bitch mood. so deal with it, or dont read any more.
actually... you wont have to. blog over.
<3
runny, yet stuffy nose.
massive head aches. back aches. neck aches.
hungry, with no appetite. (if that even makes sense)
cold, then hot, then cold again...
sore throat
sensitivity to light... FUCK YOU GERMS!!!
anyway... i havent blogged in awhile. i sometimes flake on stuff like that... but oh well. this is my blog. suck a dick if you dont like it. (dont really suck a dick...)
but in recent news of my hometown, ive been hearing all kinds of shady shit that has been going on... I KNOW... what else is new (for you fellow fairmontians)
im here to set some shit straight, or bitch. however you wanna take this...
1. i am SO pissed at the ppl who chose to believe the psyco rumors that my ex has decided to spread about me. if you are one of these ppl, consider yourself dead to me.
honestly, if you were REALLY my friend in the first place, and actually... if you were fucking SMART to begin with... (im talking, a kindergarten education qualifies you to be smart enough for this) you would KNOW not to believe him. (seriously, have you not caught him in enough lies, and has he not been a mooch, druggie, alcoholic long enough for you to see??) oh well... dead to me.
- kudos to the ppl who came to me and asked ME.
2. what the fuck, windmill builders??? why are you going around beating ppl up for no reason? do you need to go back to prison, where you probably came from... and have bubba teach you some manners?? its called civilization... maybe you belong in a zoo. monsta-tards.
3. floods... i saw the video. it was intense... but nothing like katrina. come on ppl... praying is not necessary... quit acting like its the end of the world. 13 inches? 16? whatever... try like... 80 inches. then start crying. (yeah i know... im heartless... but COME ON!)
4. infedelities...
can we grow up boys? and stop cheating on our wives and gfs? and ladies... stop being whores. you know these dudes are married... quit bangin em!
but... on the other hand, wives and gfs should get smart, n peace out. (it took me awhile... but i did it)
i know there arent many fish in the minnesota sea... but there are definately better. i have no respect for a man who cheats, if he wants to hit on me... ill treat him like the piece of shit he is. boom.
5. one thing i AM proud of tho... are my TRUE friends, who come to me with issues they want help being resolved. i love being confided in. and i love helping a buddy out. recently, alot more of my friends have been coming to me with personal issues, and ive been a helpful ear to them. im proud of those friendships. kudos.
6. minnesota vikings... good lord. can we stop updating facebook statuses EVERY time there is a touchdown or something happening? its seriously annoying. and i can guarantee, every single person on your friends list is watching the same things. either way, ive learned there is a HIDE option on fb. i just hide the ppl who talk about the vikings incessantly... because i honestly... really do not give a shit.
yea yeah...i know this is a bitchy blog. but im in a bitch mood. so deal with it, or dont read any more.
actually... you wont have to. blog over.
<3
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
it was too hot today.
this past week has been REDICULOUS. fuck you san diego, and your hot ass weather. uuugggh. 113 degrees today!
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
shits weak.
have you ever played the game called "shits weak?"
its where you lie to someone, about something almost believeable but a little out there, but make them believe it. and when they do, you say "shits weak."
OR if you play a prank, or they say something or do something stupid, i guess thats considered part of the game too.
but mainly its, when you lie about something.
i used to play that game all the time, but not anymore.
one time, ryan and ben thought it would be hilarious to get me really good one day. and that was the end of the shits weak game for me.
story time!!!
it was when ryan and i were talking/texting/ hanging out ALOT before we started dating...
and he would always send me a text in the morning saying "jeeennnnnnnnn"
well one morning i didnt get one, and it was around 11 oclock am. i just figured he was sleeping, or whatever... didnt think much of it.
around 1, i still hadnt talked to him, and thought about texting him first and saying hi. i didnt. then bill texted me asking if i had talked to ryan and i said no. and bill started the whole thing off by saying... "oh. well we got drunk last night, and he was gone this morning when i woke up" (they used to get hotels alot. better than staying on a ship. navy guys. ugh)
so i sent ryan a message thinking he went to base and slept in his car til he had to go to work.
didnt get any response.
THEN, ben called me, sounding all concerned, asking if i was with ryan. and if i had talked to him, because he was supposed to be at work.
now... when ben gets involved with anything... he doesnt usually get involved with this kind of shit. so i took him seriously.
about an hour went by, and bill texted me again... asking if i had talked to ryan yet.
so i warned bill, that if i was getting shits weaked right now, i was going to be furious.
it was around... 8pm, id say... and i get a call from some random number and its some guy claiming to be a doctor for a mr ryan tar -tar. and he said ryan was in a drinking and driving car accident on the 15 north, (going towards my house) and that he was in a coma.
looking back now, im a fucking retard for believeing this... because why would i be his next of kin or in case of emergency? and not his dad??? haha!
but i believed it all the same.
i tried to be calm and listen to what the hell, the guy was saying. but he stuttered alot and talked slow.
so i asked my room mates if they would watch my son, so i could go to the hospital with ben, to see if he was ok. bla bla bla...
about 2 minutes later, ben calls me... and he sounded all panicked... and goes.. "SHITS WEAK!!!"
i was so pissed. i hung up on him.
its where you lie to someone, about something almost believeable but a little out there, but make them believe it. and when they do, you say "shits weak."
OR if you play a prank, or they say something or do something stupid, i guess thats considered part of the game too.
but mainly its, when you lie about something.
i used to play that game all the time, but not anymore.
one time, ryan and ben thought it would be hilarious to get me really good one day. and that was the end of the shits weak game for me.
story time!!!
it was when ryan and i were talking/texting/ hanging out ALOT before we started dating...
and he would always send me a text in the morning saying "jeeennnnnnnnn"
well one morning i didnt get one, and it was around 11 oclock am. i just figured he was sleeping, or whatever... didnt think much of it.
around 1, i still hadnt talked to him, and thought about texting him first and saying hi. i didnt. then bill texted me asking if i had talked to ryan and i said no. and bill started the whole thing off by saying... "oh. well we got drunk last night, and he was gone this morning when i woke up" (they used to get hotels alot. better than staying on a ship. navy guys. ugh)
so i sent ryan a message thinking he went to base and slept in his car til he had to go to work.
didnt get any response.
THEN, ben called me, sounding all concerned, asking if i was with ryan. and if i had talked to him, because he was supposed to be at work.
now... when ben gets involved with anything... he doesnt usually get involved with this kind of shit. so i took him seriously.
about an hour went by, and bill texted me again... asking if i had talked to ryan yet.
so i warned bill, that if i was getting shits weaked right now, i was going to be furious.
it was around... 8pm, id say... and i get a call from some random number and its some guy claiming to be a doctor for a mr ryan tar -tar. and he said ryan was in a drinking and driving car accident on the 15 north, (going towards my house) and that he was in a coma.
looking back now, im a fucking retard for believeing this... because why would i be his next of kin or in case of emergency? and not his dad??? haha!
but i believed it all the same.
i tried to be calm and listen to what the hell, the guy was saying. but he stuttered alot and talked slow.
so i asked my room mates if they would watch my son, so i could go to the hospital with ben, to see if he was ok. bla bla bla...
about 2 minutes later, ben calls me... and he sounded all panicked... and goes.. "SHITS WEAK!!!"
i was so pissed. i hung up on him.
spreading ashes.
my friend kallie was here all this last week.
it was pretty fun having her out here! although i think ryan was a little shy... he wasnt acting himself around her. but, in his defense, if you dont know kallie... its pretty hard to be yourself. hah!
while she was out here, we spread some of her brothers/my friends ashes. he died a little over 6 years ago now... it was a car accident. drinking and driving.
it seems so cliche now. drinking and driving. ...
after john died, he became a legend in my hometown. a whole organization was made in his memory.... his dreams are being lived out by his siblings and friends. over and over again. people still talk about him to this day. repeating memories they have with him. we all miss him. alot.
but spreading his ashes, made it seem like suuuuper real that he was gone. and never coming back. but at the same time, it was like... a really nice goodbye.
i could just picture him in my head, waving goodbye as he walked away.
i tried not to have too much of a reaction while we were doing the spreading of the ashes. no tears, or talking... just had to shut my trap for a second.
i didnt want to upset kallie. his baby sister. my friend. someone i had promised john i would always look after...
when john was alive, i remember him walking into my boyfriends house (bf at the time, now ex husband) and telling me, his little sister was starting school at granada. (my high school) and he said "can you watch out for her? i dont want her to get in trouble... and shes starting to notice boys. and shes got HUGE CANS... so i know boys are lookin at her... can you just keep an eye on her for me?"
turns out john really had nothing to worry about... his sister is a lesbian. sooo... she was definately not noticing boys. =p
but all the same... i still look out for her til this day. and i know shes a grown woman now, with a family of her own. (ok she has a kid... but ONLY because she wanted one. NOT because she liked a boy) and i know john would be proud of her. and he would LOVE his nephew to death. i see alot of john in his nephew. (i sometimes wonder if kallie does too... shes never said anything about it)
rest in peace, johnny o. we all miss you. everyday.
it was pretty fun having her out here! although i think ryan was a little shy... he wasnt acting himself around her. but, in his defense, if you dont know kallie... its pretty hard to be yourself. hah!
while she was out here, we spread some of her brothers/my friends ashes. he died a little over 6 years ago now... it was a car accident. drinking and driving.
it seems so cliche now. drinking and driving. ...
after john died, he became a legend in my hometown. a whole organization was made in his memory.... his dreams are being lived out by his siblings and friends. over and over again. people still talk about him to this day. repeating memories they have with him. we all miss him. alot.
but spreading his ashes, made it seem like suuuuper real that he was gone. and never coming back. but at the same time, it was like... a really nice goodbye.
i could just picture him in my head, waving goodbye as he walked away.
i tried not to have too much of a reaction while we were doing the spreading of the ashes. no tears, or talking... just had to shut my trap for a second.
i didnt want to upset kallie. his baby sister. my friend. someone i had promised john i would always look after...
when john was alive, i remember him walking into my boyfriends house (bf at the time, now ex husband) and telling me, his little sister was starting school at granada. (my high school) and he said "can you watch out for her? i dont want her to get in trouble... and shes starting to notice boys. and shes got HUGE CANS... so i know boys are lookin at her... can you just keep an eye on her for me?"
turns out john really had nothing to worry about... his sister is a lesbian. sooo... she was definately not noticing boys. =p
but all the same... i still look out for her til this day. and i know shes a grown woman now, with a family of her own. (ok she has a kid... but ONLY because she wanted one. NOT because she liked a boy) and i know john would be proud of her. and he would LOVE his nephew to death. i see alot of john in his nephew. (i sometimes wonder if kallie does too... shes never said anything about it)
rest in peace, johnny o. we all miss you. everyday.
Monday, August 16, 2010
where oh where has my appetite gone?
i havent been very hungry lately...
i dont know why!
yesterday, i ate once at noon. and then again at 11 pm. its now 1225 the next day, and im still not hungry.
UMMMMMMM.....
i dont know why!
yesterday, i ate once at noon. and then again at 11 pm. its now 1225 the next day, and im still not hungry.
UMMMMMMM.....
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
getting back into the routine of things is hard to do
soo my boyfriend is back. and im SOOO excited! =] hes fucking amazing in every single way.
-gorgeous
-funny
-amazingly in shape
-extremely sweet
-caring
-attentive
all the good things a man can POSSIBLY have, he has.
but its so weird having him back home after so long. we are having a bit of an issue getting back into the routine of things...bed times. sleeping arrangements, eating, cooking, cleaning, waking up.
everything is out of whack.
ive always been an incredibly independant person, and now that hes been gone for so long, ive become even more independant. i cook when i want to eat, i sleep when im tired, i sleep where i pass out. i clean when im not too lazy. and i wake up to go to school.
but... lately, its go to bed with him, eat when hes hungry, clean up after him AND his friends. wake up at the ass crack of dawn with him, so he can go to work.
im SOOO not used to it.
but im more than extremely happy hes back! i love my man. with all my heart!!!
just hope we get into a routine soon... orim gonna lose my mind.
-gorgeous
-funny
-amazingly in shape
-extremely sweet
-caring
-attentive
all the good things a man can POSSIBLY have, he has.
but its so weird having him back home after so long. we are having a bit of an issue getting back into the routine of things...bed times. sleeping arrangements, eating, cooking, cleaning, waking up.
everything is out of whack.
ive always been an incredibly independant person, and now that hes been gone for so long, ive become even more independant. i cook when i want to eat, i sleep when im tired, i sleep where i pass out. i clean when im not too lazy. and i wake up to go to school.
but... lately, its go to bed with him, eat when hes hungry, clean up after him AND his friends. wake up at the ass crack of dawn with him, so he can go to work.
im SOOO not used to it.
but im more than extremely happy hes back! i love my man. with all my heart!!!
just hope we get into a routine soon... orim gonna lose my mind.
Saturday, August 7, 2010
i hate weird dreams that leave you hanging.
last night i had the weirdest, most random, out of nowhere dream...
i was sitting in a pretty nice living room, that seemed to be mine, i was quite comfortable and felt at home.
and a knock on the door.
i walked to open it, and i saw a bunch of cops. and for a second i almost didnt answer the door. but i did, and they were holding this werid neon light thing, that said "helper."
i looked at them confused and faked a smile, and asked what i could do for them.
and one of the cops, a short, chubby, bald guy with glasses told me very nicely they were rewarding me. for being the towns "best helper". and he handed me the neon light thing.
i remember looking around the group of cops, and seeing a very attractive one, close to the back. smiling at me. blonde hair, tall, blue/green eyes. masculine features. looked really nice.
and he was holding a green coat.
then it flashed to me standing next to the cute cop, holding the coat around me. something bad had happened and he was comforting me. (im not sure what) but we were all standing outside on a deck, and it had to be the middle of summer, because everything was green, and there were trees everywhere.
then another flash to me sitting at the cop shop and im sitting in the back room with the cute cop, whose name i found out was "terry" , and he and i were flirting. but then his face disappeared. i couldnt see it anymore. but i wasnt bothered by it.
then another flash, to me sitting on the same couch again in the same living room where the dream began, and i caught myself thinking about the cute cop. i tried to text him, but didnt know his number. so i called the cop shop and asked for him.
he was the one who answered the phone, and was happy to hear from me, ... i think he said something like "its about time i heard from you! ive been waiting for you to get ahold of me, so i can see you."
another flash, to me sitting on a hay ride trailor, and the cute cop sitting next to me. im enjoying his company and he is enjoying mine.
then my current boyfriend walks up, looking incredibly confused. i remember feeling guilty, and a little annoyed at the same time. so my boyfriend sat next to me, and pleaded with me to go home with him. and i remember i hesitated. thinking, what if i never see this guy again?
flash to me sitting on that couch again, and im trying to text terry cute cop and say "im sorry but i cant see you anymore. i love ryan" ...ryan sat next to me on that couch, grabbed my phone and chucked it at the wall...
i wake up.
seriously... what the hell kind of dream is that!??!?!?!?!?!
i was sitting in a pretty nice living room, that seemed to be mine, i was quite comfortable and felt at home.
and a knock on the door.
i walked to open it, and i saw a bunch of cops. and for a second i almost didnt answer the door. but i did, and they were holding this werid neon light thing, that said "helper."
i looked at them confused and faked a smile, and asked what i could do for them.
and one of the cops, a short, chubby, bald guy with glasses told me very nicely they were rewarding me. for being the towns "best helper". and he handed me the neon light thing.
i remember looking around the group of cops, and seeing a very attractive one, close to the back. smiling at me. blonde hair, tall, blue/green eyes. masculine features. looked really nice.
and he was holding a green coat.
then it flashed to me standing next to the cute cop, holding the coat around me. something bad had happened and he was comforting me. (im not sure what) but we were all standing outside on a deck, and it had to be the middle of summer, because everything was green, and there were trees everywhere.
then another flash to me sitting at the cop shop and im sitting in the back room with the cute cop, whose name i found out was "terry" , and he and i were flirting. but then his face disappeared. i couldnt see it anymore. but i wasnt bothered by it.
then another flash, to me sitting on the same couch again in the same living room where the dream began, and i caught myself thinking about the cute cop. i tried to text him, but didnt know his number. so i called the cop shop and asked for him.
he was the one who answered the phone, and was happy to hear from me, ... i think he said something like "its about time i heard from you! ive been waiting for you to get ahold of me, so i can see you."
another flash, to me sitting on a hay ride trailor, and the cute cop sitting next to me. im enjoying his company and he is enjoying mine.
then my current boyfriend walks up, looking incredibly confused. i remember feeling guilty, and a little annoyed at the same time. so my boyfriend sat next to me, and pleaded with me to go home with him. and i remember i hesitated. thinking, what if i never see this guy again?
flash to me sitting on that couch again, and im trying to text terry cute cop and say "im sorry but i cant see you anymore. i love ryan" ...ryan sat next to me on that couch, grabbed my phone and chucked it at the wall...
i wake up.
seriously... what the hell kind of dream is that!??!?!?!?!?!
lets get to know me. =]
ive been wanting to have a blog for quite some time now... but never really thought anyone would read it, or care to read it... or even ... WHATEVER. either way... im writing this blog for ME. it will be my own personal space to vent, or brag, or just ramble on about random shit that im thinking about. and if anyone wants to read it... SO BE IT!!!
i feel that im interesting enough, that people LOVE to be nosey about whats going on in my life.
i grew up in a SMALL town, in rural minnesota. im pretty sure all anyone has ever heard about minnesota is that we all talk funny, and have horrid winters. well the general public is right, we all talk funny, and yes... the winters can be next to unbearable. which is why i moved TO SUNNY SAN DIEGO! (go me!)
ive lived here for a total of 5 years now, would have been 6, but i went back to minnesota for a stint in time... BIG MISTAKE. (long story. im sure ill write about and give more deets later on...)
right now, i go to school. for hair, makeup, skin, nails, and waxing. i absolutely adore it...and im almost done, and i have a feeling i will have a freak out panic attack the day i graduate. its become alot like a home to me... and i just know, me leaving means im a big kid now!!!
i have a child. his name is nolan. hes amazing, and a fucking god send in my life!
(i know everyone says that.... big whoop. wanna fight about it?) hes incredible. and smart! and extremely funny.
after many years of being with guys who were OH SO WRONG for me... ive finally found someone i believe was really, and truly made especially just for me.
his name is ryan. ive never been ga-ga over a guy like him before, and he is almost my complete opposite, but at the same time EXACTLY like me. true love has taken its form in my relationship with him.
to get a little bit more personal, i like to make lists. heres a list about me.
im fancy. but not really. i like to pretend.
i love owning nice things. (who doesnt?)
movies. yes.
i make HORRIBLE first impressions.
im always innappropriate.
i find humor in the dumbest things.
my friends love me.
im incredibly far too popular for my own good.
ive never turned down a glass of wine.
my family is pretty uptight, and im the oddball.
im not really religious, but i believe in a higher power.
every 3 months, i change my look darastically.
i am probably the funnest person to have on road trips ever.
i can be incredibly selfish.
but i can also be incredibly giving.
i rarely ever forgive anyone, for anything.
im extremely judgemental.
i get annoyed easily, but i am really good at hiding it.
i love to make lists.
ok... well im getting bored. enjoy!
i know i will!!!!!
lots o love....
i feel that im interesting enough, that people LOVE to be nosey about whats going on in my life.
i grew up in a SMALL town, in rural minnesota. im pretty sure all anyone has ever heard about minnesota is that we all talk funny, and have horrid winters. well the general public is right, we all talk funny, and yes... the winters can be next to unbearable. which is why i moved TO SUNNY SAN DIEGO! (go me!)
ive lived here for a total of 5 years now, would have been 6, but i went back to minnesota for a stint in time... BIG MISTAKE. (long story. im sure ill write about and give more deets later on...)
right now, i go to school. for hair, makeup, skin, nails, and waxing. i absolutely adore it...and im almost done, and i have a feeling i will have a freak out panic attack the day i graduate. its become alot like a home to me... and i just know, me leaving means im a big kid now!!!
i have a child. his name is nolan. hes amazing, and a fucking god send in my life!
(i know everyone says that.... big whoop. wanna fight about it?) hes incredible. and smart! and extremely funny.
after many years of being with guys who were OH SO WRONG for me... ive finally found someone i believe was really, and truly made especially just for me.
his name is ryan. ive never been ga-ga over a guy like him before, and he is almost my complete opposite, but at the same time EXACTLY like me. true love has taken its form in my relationship with him.
to get a little bit more personal, i like to make lists. heres a list about me.
im fancy. but not really. i like to pretend.
i love owning nice things. (who doesnt?)
movies. yes.
i make HORRIBLE first impressions.
im always innappropriate.
i find humor in the dumbest things.
my friends love me.
im incredibly far too popular for my own good.
ive never turned down a glass of wine.
my family is pretty uptight, and im the oddball.
im not really religious, but i believe in a higher power.
every 3 months, i change my look darastically.
i am probably the funnest person to have on road trips ever.
i can be incredibly selfish.
but i can also be incredibly giving.
i rarely ever forgive anyone, for anything.
im extremely judgemental.
i get annoyed easily, but i am really good at hiding it.
i love to make lists.
ok... well im getting bored. enjoy!
i know i will!!!!!
lots o love....
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