All right. I'm leaving for Livonia tomorrow morning, and when I come back here, I will be married. The wedding is on Saturday, I'm hoping the weather is good. Pretty much everything else is taken care of, just some last minute details and then relax and enjoy the best day of my life ( Read more... )

Labor Day was pretty good. Mark has three days off in a row, which like never happens. So Sunday mostly we just sat around and watched movies and cleaned the apartment and shit. Exciting life I lead ( Read more... )

I want to know at what point I will begin to feel like an adult. I'm a fully-grown, college graduate, living with my fiance to whom I will be married in 5 weeks. I do laundry, I cook dinner, I clean bathrooms, and I work as well. Why do I still feel like a little girl playing house ( Read more... )

You know, you would think, that since my job entails me working with both people and food, they would not want me to come to work when I feel like shit. But no, I can't find anyone else to work for me, so even though it feels like I might cough up an organ, sneeze on everyone's food, and can barely breathe, off I go to work...a closing shift no

I finally have the internet back so I can return to pathetically updating my livejournal. I have decided that I only have about two more months of this left as I refuse to continue to update after I'm married. Though I'm sure I will continue to read everyone else's updates ( Read more... )

Upon falling through a window this weekend and then speding from 11pm saturday night until 5am Sunday morning at the ER in Sparrow, I have learned that ER visits suck and that I plan on avoiding them as much as possible for the rest of my life.

The wedding plans are really starting to roll. Things are creeping up on me faster and faster and I'm not sure where the past year has gone. It's crazy ( Read more... )

So the first time in forever that I'm actually going to go to my Anthro class...it's canceled. That doesn't help to motivate me very much.

I'm supposed to be sleeping...but I can't...for more than one reason ( Read more... )

I'm frustrated and tired of hurting. I'm tired of not feeling pretty enough, good enough, or "interesting" enough. I'm tired of not being told the whole truth and I'm tired of being unable to trust you. I'm tired of disappointment and "real" life ( Read more... )