Mmmmmmm Life!

Life is good.

I love my job, and doing volunteer work with my great coworkers.

I love that I'm working towards starting classes up in the fall.

I love knowing that in less than four weeks I'll be in NYC.

You're Gone

Now that you're gone

Everything I see reminds me of your face

Everything I say reminds me of your speech

Everything I hear reminds me of your voice

All of my inside jokes

Will now be one-sided

Since you are not there to appreciate them

There's a you-shaped hole in my life

Tacky, I know

But I can't help it if the truth is tacky

Perhaps if I wait

You will return

But please don't take long

(yeah, this isn't poetry, it pretty much sucks, don't comment on it. sometimes I just have to say something or else it will blow out the top of my head.)

Obamaland

This is satire.... although I don't find it funny. Wrote this today while listening to "God Bless the USA". That song makes me cry more than ever now.

Sung to the tune of "God Bless the USA"

I am proud to live in Obamaland

Where at least he says I'm free

He helps me forget the ones who died

In war 'so needlessly'

And I'll proudly stand up next to him

And believe in him today

Cuz there ain't no doubt, he's got a plan

Let's change the USA!

I might write the rest later, if it comes to me... I can never plan out creativity though. Either it comes or it doesn't. :P

I should go to sleep... but....

... here I am. Heck, it's only 10:15, most people my age are only beginning their nights. But seriously, wow... I could never live like that. I rely on sleep WAY too much. I cherish the time I get to sleep. So why the heck do I avoid it so much. I don't know. Probably cuz I feel lame going to bed this early. Haha. 

This week has been totally weird. It's been wonderful with completely horrible undertones. Does that make sense to you? Well then let me explain it in a way the general public might understand: good things and bad things have happened this week. But that makes it sound boring and just like any other week. Yeah, good and bad things happen every week. But this one has been randomly different to both extremes.

Great things like dinner with the grandparents, praise from my manager, great conversations, ice cream outings, successfully weaning myself from caffeine, and starting a GREAT exercise regimen help this week stand out from others. But then on the other side there have been absolutely horrible things. I found out that my Grandpa has spinal cancer and my sister was put on bedrest to keep her from going into preterm labor (again!). Also one of my best friends has been laid up with migraines while the doctors tried to figure out what was wrong with her. Gahh. 

Life is weird.

I think all I can do is get a good night's sleep to brave tomorrow and its ability to take a turn for the better or the worse.

I'm not sure...

...if this is the best or worst week of my life.

It certainly has been unique.

Kudos To: The Daycare Lady

Alright, so there's this daycare lady who comes into Target sometimes with six or more children in tow. It's obvious that she's a daycare lady (either that or I'm just smart like that) and I have to say that I am extremely impressed with how she handles those kids. I work retail, right, so I've seen my share of whiney screamy spoiled little brats that parents cannot seem to handle, even though the ratio is 2:1. This lady magically juggles six kids under the age of six all by herself, and they behave perfectly. No whining, no begging, no lying in the middle of the aisle screaming.

You might say "Of course they don't do that, they know she won't buy anything for them cuz she's just the daycare lady." Ok, I'll give you that. But still. The kids aren't running around, they're not messing up the merchandise, pulling it off the shelves, etc. They're not screaming and hitting eachother. So I say Kudos to the Daycare Lady. You're amazing, and if I wasn't totally opposed to daycare, I would get your number and send my kids to you... if I had kids ;)

My Red High Heels

Just got my first pair of killer red high heels. I've been wanting to own shoes like this for years. I can't wait to try them out.

Red High Heels

By Kelly Pickler

Baby, I've got plans tonight
You don't know nothin about
I've been sittin round way too long
Tryin' to figure you out
But you say that you'll call and you don't
And I'm spinnin my wheels
So I'm goin out tonight in my red high heels

I'm gonna call up that old boyfriend you said
Still has it bad for me
I'm gonna take him into town, flaunt him around
For everyone to see
Well, you said watch yourself, baby
Yeah, you know the deal
Nobody holds a candle to me
In my red high heels

Oh, you can watch me walk if you want to, want to
I bet you want me back now don't you, don't you
I'm about to show you just how missin me feels
In my red high heels

All those games you tried to play
Well they ain't gonna work on me now
I put a barbed wire fence around my heart, baby
Just to keep you out
Well, you thought I'd wait around forever
But baby get real
I just kicked you to the curb
In my red high heels

Oh, you can watch me walk if you want to, want to
I bet you want me back now don't you, don't you
I'm about to show you just how missin me feels
In my red high heels

Oh, you can watch me walk if you want to, want to
I bet you want me back now don't you, don't you
I'm about to show you just how missin me feels

Oh, you can watch me walk if you want to, want to
I bet you want me back now don't you, don't you
I'm about to show you just how missin' me feels
In my red high heels
In my red high heels
In my red high heels