It's crazy to me when I see people married, divorced, & moved on two weeks later.
Onto new relationships.
Is your divorce even finalized?
Or married, divorced & already re-married?
I mean I understand everyone has their different
times of healing & no one moves on at the same time.
But how committed to your marriage were you really?
Especially if a few months later you're already re-married.
Seems a little suspicious to me.
I've been here for a year & a half,
& I'm no where close to being in a relationship
with anyone,any time soon.
Just need to remind myself that moving on
takes time & everyone has their own
moving on process.
I'm not judging because well,
I don't know their stories. I just know mine.
Dating life is . . . awkward. Sometimes.
Especially when you have to spill you've been married
on the second date, because he is all about
being open & honest & doesn't understand
why you aren't looking for a committed relationship right now.
Or better yet, they question you about something
your father said at a previous time.
a w k w a r d .
I enjoy going out & meeting people,
but when I feel that someone is definitely
looking for a wife, I back out real fast.
This girl is not ready/looking for that, Thanks.
Loves.
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Monday, May 20, 2013
o5.2o.13. monday. (well, early tuesday morning)
I should be grateful that my life isn't like it once was.
That the path that my life has chosen to follow does not
involve me sitting at home being a stay-at-home wife,
accomplishing nothing new but doing the same routine,
"what would you like for dinner, honey?" &
"yes, I will wash all of the clothes today & clean the house."
This path that I am on has brought me many things,
including some amazing friends that I have created
awesome friendships with.
These friends I would have never found without
being divorced.
In some ways, I need to remind myself that
my divorce was a blessing in my life.
Because it doesn't always seem that way.
Sometimes I think it would have been easier
to just deal with how things were.
Just . . s e t t l e , chirelle.
Stop making things hard on yourself.
Well, that "settle" word is no longer in my
relationship dictionary.
I will not settle.
Loves.
That the path that my life has chosen to follow does not
involve me sitting at home being a stay-at-home wife,
accomplishing nothing new but doing the same routine,
"what would you like for dinner, honey?" &
"yes, I will wash all of the clothes today & clean the house."
This path that I am on has brought me many things,
including some amazing friends that I have created
awesome friendships with.
These friends I would have never found without
being divorced.
In some ways, I need to remind myself that
my divorce was a blessing in my life.
Because it doesn't always seem that way.
Sometimes I think it would have been easier
to just deal with how things were.
Just . . s e t t l e , chirelle.
Stop making things hard on yourself.
Well, that "settle" word is no longer in my
relationship dictionary.
I will not settle.
Loves.
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
o5.o2.13. thursday.
I take my last final in a little more than a few hours. But not long after the sun rises in the morning. This moving out thing is such a bitter sweet deal. Moving back home, for the first time in . . . three years? It's giving me anxiety just thinking about it. I haven't moved home for the summer in a long time. & I don't mind being home, but on the other hand I do enjoy my own space. I don't feel like I have that at home. . .
Packed the room up & the apartment for that matter. Amanda&I cleaned everything & began packing tonight. Our cars are packed. There's nothing left in this room of mine except my bedding, backpack, & this duffel-bag of mine. It's weird. It's a feeling I don't like.
Last night my mom texted me & said "enjoy your last two nights in Logan before you move home!" I said "That gives me anxiety just thinking about that." I can't help it. & It's not that I'm sad I'm leaving school, I just think I would like to stay somewhere & have my own space, like here in Logan. The anxiety of moving back up here kills me too. Last summer I was dying at the thought of returning to Logan. The dreaded place where my past resides. I don't like that feeling. Over the past 8 months I've grown to love this place again & call it home. I don't want to leave & return. =/ My roommates have been amazing this year. Such a blessing. Just what I needed. I talk to Megan & Amanda about my problems often. Megan is more sympathetic & Amanda, more logical. I need both of that in my life though. Someone to sympathize with me a little on how I'm feeling & someone to tell me "get over it. it's done. move on." Best of both worlds, like miley cyrus. HA
Well. I suppose now that it's one AM. I should probably definitely look over my stuff for tomorrow's stats final. Although, I feel like my brain can not absorb much more information. Mmm.
Loves. Goodnight.
Packed the room up & the apartment for that matter. Amanda&I cleaned everything & began packing tonight. Our cars are packed. There's nothing left in this room of mine except my bedding, backpack, & this duffel-bag of mine. It's weird. It's a feeling I don't like.
Last night my mom texted me & said "enjoy your last two nights in Logan before you move home!" I said "That gives me anxiety just thinking about that." I can't help it. & It's not that I'm sad I'm leaving school, I just think I would like to stay somewhere & have my own space, like here in Logan. The anxiety of moving back up here kills me too. Last summer I was dying at the thought of returning to Logan. The dreaded place where my past resides. I don't like that feeling. Over the past 8 months I've grown to love this place again & call it home. I don't want to leave & return. =/ My roommates have been amazing this year. Such a blessing. Just what I needed. I talk to Megan & Amanda about my problems often. Megan is more sympathetic & Amanda, more logical. I need both of that in my life though. Someone to sympathize with me a little on how I'm feeling & someone to tell me "get over it. it's done. move on." Best of both worlds, like miley cyrus. HA
Well. I suppose now that it's one AM. I should probably definitely look over my stuff for tomorrow's stats final. Although, I feel like my brain can not absorb much more information. Mmm.
Loves. Goodnight.
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
o4.3o13. Tuesday
If YOU could just stay out of my dreams, for just once, I would appreciate it & dream without anxiety.
Okay, Thanks. Bye.
Loves..
Okay, Thanks. Bye.
Loves..
Monday, April 22, 2013
o4.22.13. monday.
Do you feel like throwing up like I feel like throwing up?
Okay just making sure that I'm not feeling this way alone.
geez. . . .some peoples children.
loves.
Okay just making sure that I'm not feeling this way alone.
geez. . . .some peoples children.
loves.
Monday, April 15, 2013
o4.15.13. monday.
I miss you, where are you?
can't we just figure things out?
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This weekend happened to be a long weekend. I was actually off work all weekend, surprisingly. It's kind of nice having these weekends off. Spent some of Friday up on campus talking to my communications professor & figuring out classes needed for next semester. Lunch with Megan at Paradise Bakery. It was actually good & nice to branch out. Well worth the money too. Wrote some papers, two to be exact. Well, didn't quite finish them on Friday. Megan got home from work around 10:30. Went to Wendy's for dinner with her. "Two baked potatoes, please" Yes, we are both vegetarians. hahah. It works out. Watched some television with Megan. Us & our murder shows. *scary*
"I hope no one is behind my shower curtain & if there is, I hope they allow me to finish peeing before they attack."
Fears of watching murder shows until two in the morning. HA. Made breakfast for Megan & I on Saturday morning. Orange Cinnamon rolls, & can they not possibly give you any more frosting to put on them? GEEZ. Up the calorie count a little & add the MUCH NEEDED extra frosting. Home by myself most of the day afterwards. Worked on some papers for school & went to costa vida for dinner, by myself. But it was soo good! Brought it home to eat. Started packing up my room & guess what I found. It was a miracle. Story first: Last summer I purchased a new laptop. Well, included in that purchase was a few rebates. One for a $50 check & one for a $100 visa prepaid gift card. I received the check & never received the gift card. After three separate phone calls to Staples Rebates, I finally received it over Christmas break. Well. then I lost it. YES. One hundred dollars on a prepaid visa. Lost. Gone. I have looked everywhere for it. Well I found it on Saturday night, along with $40 that my Grandma gave me for Christmas, still in the Christmas card & all. HA.
$140 magical dollars appeared at my house. Which is lovely, considering Logan City gave me a undeserved parking ticket last week. They claim I was one minute over my hour parking. Says who? PROVE IT. I fought it & came home today with an email saying my appeal was denied. But it doesn't say why or anything & the spot where the officer is supposed to comment is blank. Uh. Can I appeal this denial appeal? Because I need evidence that they proved & "investigated" like they said they would, that I was actually over my allotted time, not just a denial email with zero comments attached. Thank you Logan City, for sucking Twenty dollars out of my pocket.
"people who give parking tickets aren't even police officers."
"yeah they probably want to be police officers but no one wants them on their police squad so they send them out to be d-bags to everyone else. Just so they don't have to see them in their working space."
Couldn't have said it better myself. Geez.
Uhm. Purchased a new phone this weekend. So that's good. & I also went home Sunday & spent the day with my momma.I went to my dad's shop before going home & I expected my dad & Taylor to be there. Walked in, looking like I just woke up. Jammies on & no make up. Walked in & BAM! Like ten people were there. Just staring at me. "ohhh heyyyy." & everyone stares. So I said "well this is awkward" & my uncle don says "fine if no one else is going to give her a hug, I will!" hahaha. I asked taylor to fix my car. My windshield fluid wasn't working. What a miracle it is when you just ADD windshield wiper fluid. Geez. What a girl I am. I hope my future husband can fix my car problems like this without me always thinking something is broke. I need a manly man. HA. where is he?
Went to the Dr again for the 2nd time in the past 6 weeks. Because ever since my strep over spring break, I haven't felt well. I'm on another antibiotic. Whoow... & some cough tablets. Hopefully this nastiness is gone, soon. Pronto please. Ain't nobody got time for this, especially this busy body! Dr said to call him if I'm not feeling better by Friday & he will prescribe me something else. Probably thinks I'm a hypochondriac. Seriously though. Just want to feel better. FOR GOOD.
On a better note, Registering for classes tonight. Midnight -- hurry up! This girl is tired, she needs her sleep.
Loves & goodnight.
can't we just figure things out?
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This weekend happened to be a long weekend. I was actually off work all weekend, surprisingly. It's kind of nice having these weekends off. Spent some of Friday up on campus talking to my communications professor & figuring out classes needed for next semester. Lunch with Megan at Paradise Bakery. It was actually good & nice to branch out. Well worth the money too. Wrote some papers, two to be exact. Well, didn't quite finish them on Friday. Megan got home from work around 10:30. Went to Wendy's for dinner with her. "Two baked potatoes, please" Yes, we are both vegetarians. hahah. It works out. Watched some television with Megan. Us & our murder shows. *scary*
"I hope no one is behind my shower curtain & if there is, I hope they allow me to finish peeing before they attack."
Fears of watching murder shows until two in the morning. HA. Made breakfast for Megan & I on Saturday morning. Orange Cinnamon rolls, & can they not possibly give you any more frosting to put on them? GEEZ. Up the calorie count a little & add the MUCH NEEDED extra frosting. Home by myself most of the day afterwards. Worked on some papers for school & went to costa vida for dinner, by myself. But it was soo good! Brought it home to eat. Started packing up my room & guess what I found. It was a miracle. Story first: Last summer I purchased a new laptop. Well, included in that purchase was a few rebates. One for a $50 check & one for a $100 visa prepaid gift card. I received the check & never received the gift card. After three separate phone calls to Staples Rebates, I finally received it over Christmas break. Well. then I lost it. YES. One hundred dollars on a prepaid visa. Lost. Gone. I have looked everywhere for it. Well I found it on Saturday night, along with $40 that my Grandma gave me for Christmas, still in the Christmas card & all. HA.
$140 magical dollars appeared at my house. Which is lovely, considering Logan City gave me a undeserved parking ticket last week. They claim I was one minute over my hour parking. Says who? PROVE IT. I fought it & came home today with an email saying my appeal was denied. But it doesn't say why or anything & the spot where the officer is supposed to comment is blank. Uh. Can I appeal this denial appeal? Because I need evidence that they proved & "investigated" like they said they would, that I was actually over my allotted time, not just a denial email with zero comments attached. Thank you Logan City, for sucking Twenty dollars out of my pocket.
"people who give parking tickets aren't even police officers."
"yeah they probably want to be police officers but no one wants them on their police squad so they send them out to be d-bags to everyone else. Just so they don't have to see them in their working space."
Couldn't have said it better myself. Geez.
Uhm. Purchased a new phone this weekend. So that's good. & I also went home Sunday & spent the day with my momma.I went to my dad's shop before going home & I expected my dad & Taylor to be there. Walked in, looking like I just woke up. Jammies on & no make up. Walked in & BAM! Like ten people were there. Just staring at me. "ohhh heyyyy." & everyone stares. So I said "well this is awkward" & my uncle don says "fine if no one else is going to give her a hug, I will!" hahaha. I asked taylor to fix my car. My windshield fluid wasn't working. What a miracle it is when you just ADD windshield wiper fluid. Geez. What a girl I am. I hope my future husband can fix my car problems like this without me always thinking something is broke. I need a manly man. HA. where is he?
Went to the Dr again for the 2nd time in the past 6 weeks. Because ever since my strep over spring break, I haven't felt well. I'm on another antibiotic. Whoow... & some cough tablets. Hopefully this nastiness is gone, soon. Pronto please. Ain't nobody got time for this, especially this busy body! Dr said to call him if I'm not feeling better by Friday & he will prescribe me something else. Probably thinks I'm a hypochondriac. Seriously though. Just want to feel better. FOR GOOD.
On a better note, Registering for classes tonight. Midnight -- hurry up! This girl is tired, she needs her sleep.
Loves & goodnight.
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
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