My friends and I are going to the city from Dec.27 - Jan.2 . What should we do?!?!?

Big plans and a lot of money to be spent in the upcoming months… but all of it totally worth it. My time will not be wasted and not a moment regretted. Plane rides and moving trucks, here I come.

My sheets are tearing from sleeping in too long, from sleeping in too long with you.

By the end of this month, I hope I’ll have decided wether or not I want to move out on my own. I’m already looking at apartments and rooms for rent, but I don’t know if I want to wait until after Christmas or just get it over with as soon as possible. Decisions decisions, but exciting :]

I like to think that I am a level headed person and that I take the time to take a step back and give situations a good look over when they get a little messy. I also believe that I am able to live my life without drama because once something arises I confront it, and if that doesn’t work just throw it away and learn from it. I try to live with a positive mentality and work my hardest to make my life the way I want it to be.

Now… I do not see how some people can live life trying to please everyone else; how they can spend all of their time trying to figure out what they did wrong, when in fact they did nothing wrong in the first place; how life for them has turned away from growing into a better and stronger person. I hate to see my friends hurt and I give as much advice as I possibly can without being a bitch and getting annoyed with the occurring situation. But how could someone let another person continually put them down and keep returning to them like a loyal retriever? I don’t see it, and being on the outside just makes it even harder to deal with… even though it’s not my situation to take care of.

I don’t get how some guys can be so good at flirting, and others so awful.

You know those guys, the ones that immediately suggest that you hang out and if you say you’re a little busy they ask for the next immediate day you’re free. Or the ones that just don’t know how to carry on a simple conversation with you, like everything with them is small talk. Okay, yea those guys annoy me senseless. It’s like I know I have tits and all but I am just another human being… talk to me and stop trying to jump down my throat or into my pants.

I hate this illness. But not just for being sick, but for the fact that I am literally restricted to doing nothing. The second I over-stress my body, my fever shoots right back up and I’m laying in bed shivering and chattering my teeth out. I’m such a busybody and I love to be on the move. I cannot for the life of me enjoy sitting on the couch all day doing nothing but watching television and movies.

Take me for a walk or something.

What is currently ailing me. It’s kidney infection, and it’s a lot more painful than one would originally think. If I don’t take my medication every four hours I’m shivering in bed with a fever of 103. If I don’t take my antibiotic every twelve hours I’m rolling in pain from the knot in my abdomen.

I’m more annoyed with it than anything. I don’t get sick very often; I have a very healthy immune system. So ten days of this is not what i’m looking forward to at all.

I’ve recently moved out of my parents house and this e-mail my mom sent me was pretty touching.

I AM THANKFUL; 
For the wife who says it’s hot dogs tonight, because she is home with me and not out with someone else.
For the husband who is on the sofa being a couch potato, because he is home with me and not out at the bars.
For the teenager who is complaining about doing dishes because it means she is at home, not on the streets.
For the taxes I pay because because it means I am employed.
For the mess to clean after a party because it means I have been surrounded by friends.
For the clothes that fit a little too snug because it means I have enough to eat.
For my shadow that watches me work because it means I am out in the sunshine.
For a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, and gutters that need fixing because it means I have a home.
For all the complaining I hear about the government because it means we have freedom of speech.
For the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot because it means I am capable of walking and I have been blessed with transportation.
For my huge heating bill because it means I am warm.
For the pile of laundry and ironing because it means I have clothes to wear.
For the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours because it means I am alive.

Live well, laugh often, and love with all of your heart ♥