I've been writing essays lately that describe my knack for choosing my 'first big fight' topics in my past relationships. I realized a few days ago that the things that initially make me the most angry rarely have any ties to my relationship itself. I don't know if it's deliberate or not, but I know that I overlook huge character flaws that could ( Read more... )

As nice as it is to have someone hold open your door and carry your luggage, there are definite downsides to traveling with a group of men. The instructors doing our training singled me out right away. I'm sure they were probably thinking that it was cute but wound up making me want to crawl under my chair. Also, when travelling - your collegues ( Read more... )

Oh my god so stressed.

I'm supposed to leave for Montreal on Monday morning and there is no possible way I will finish everything in time.

I just want to fast forward time a week so that I can stop worrying so much about everything.

Yesterday I took a sick day. I've got a perpetual sore throat and weepy eyes and it's starting to feel like it's never going to disappear. When I'm sick I cry a lot more. My mom has pointed that out to me countless times over the past few years. Crybaby Baxter. Anti-Tough ( Read more... )

I'm really finding it hard not to just be angry and petty and weepy and jaded. And embarassed. And anxious. Disappointed. Bitter.

Really, really hard. Be a better person. Be a better person. Be a better person. If it weren't for Chinese Checkers and neo citrans, I plain don't know what I'd do.

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I will never understand why the majority of human beings are just such shitty shitty shitty jerkwads ( Read more... )

Drinkin' pop, exchangin' emails and learnin' Spanish! Temperature - PLUS TWELVE

COULD TODAY GET ANY BETTER?!?????

Where did my infatuation with paper products begin?

As someone who rarely sends greeting cards, I find it surprising how much I love collecting them.

Am I the only one out there with a grandma who is a ringer for Jeanne Beker? Everytime I flip the channels and her interview with Karl Lagerfeld is on, I feel this little surge of pride ( Read more... )