I nostalgia'd soooo hard!!

So the past couple of days I've been hanging out with some friends from high school. Went to the pool, got drunk, had food, looked at old pictures. So much fun. I've forgotten how much I love them, and I missed them. I'm kinda sad to be going back to Des Moines tonight after court. I'll miss them again.

Brrrr it's cold in here!

Seriously.. 8 am and another exciting day of chemistry. Wait..it's not Wednesday. CORRECT!! Teacher decided to change classes to Tuesdays. So I opened up my schedule a little more at work, so HOPEFULLY I won't get all closing hours..that shit is getting kinda ridiculous. Anyway...this classroom is FUCKING COLD. I wish I would have remembered that before I only wore sandals. I should have worn real shoes, and a fucking hoodie. I almost put my hoodie on this morning, but then I remembered it's summer so I put on my cardigan..BIG FUCKING MISTAKE. GOD DAMNIT. Madface. Whatever. I wish this class would hurry the fuck up and be done bc I'm exhausted and I need to do laundry and take a LONG fucking nap.

I'm so excited!!

After Adam gets back in from taking the beast outside to potty, we're going to look at a house in Waukee. YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

David is teh awshumsauce aka I can't come up with an appropriate title

How come when I want just ONE..I either get ZERO or like TWO or THREE?? And how come those two or three are so difficult to chose between? HONESTLY! Can't there just be one that I'm assigned and stuck with forever? Because, not gunna lie, that would be kind of awesome. Because no matter what I pick someone will be upset over my decision. I absolutely can't stand hurting/upsetting people. Why can't I control myself better? Why can't I stop things before I get in the hole so deep that getting out clean is impossible? UGH!! FML

Anywho..most of you probably don't have a clue what I'm talking about..so just ask and if I trust you, I'll tell you.

I hope that you catch me 'cause I'm already falling

Most women have been obsessed with getting married their ENTIRE lives, or else they haven't given one thought to it, and don't really care to. Of course, I being the oddball that I am, didn't really give a shit, ESPECIALLY not when I was engaged. So what am I doing at 3 am since I am currently single and there isn't a boy asking me to come back to bed with him? Planning my wedding, of course! HA. The past few months I've been buying bridal magazines and books, and reading wedding blogs and sites (Offbeat Bride is hands down, my absolute FAVORITE). So needless to say.. I've become obsessed.

Big question: WHY? Absolutely no idea. Maybe because I'm sick and tired of dating and I'm ready to be done with it. And how else do you stop dating? I guess you could just stop..but then everyone keeps asking you about "that special guy" and what are you supposed to tell them? Guys are assholes? You're turning lesbian? You're becoming a Buddhist monk? Honestly..I'm running out of excuses. Sooo how do you make it all just stop? Get married.

Another question: Why plan now when you don't even have a boyfriend? Well when I finally find "the one" (read as: the one who I can live with without trying to kill them or myself) I won't have to go through the stress of planning it all out. I'll already have it done. Then we can crank it out like wham bam, thank you ma'am and be done with it.

Anoooother question: Won't your future fiance want some say? Well if he can't fit into my plans then he's obviously not the one for me. There is always some room for discussion, but I have a general idea of what I want, and if he can't go with the flow and wants to control everything then he's definitely not for me. I like getting my way.

Anooooooooooother question: Do you even have a prospective BOYFRIEND? Meh...maybe one or two or..ten ;) OK NOT TEN

Last question: It's almost 4 am..shouldn't you be asleep? Why yes, yes I should.

Fireworks and Imploding Vaginas

First off..Happy 4th of July to all you American types. Also sorry I missed Canada Day to those of you from Canadaland. I'm going to my aunt's boyfriends with the roomie and the brother YAY!

Also my vagina decided it was time for the monthly implosion and I feel like SHIIIIIIIT. FML.

Anywho..not much to say.

Look at me now

Because it'll be the last time I honestly don't care about what goes in my mouth (minus those few drunken moments I'm bound to have), nor how many hours I spent staring at a screen all day. YAY =] Ethan came back to DSM with me. We picked up Brandon and went grocery shopping and shoe shopping (for Ethan, not me).

Tomorrow it all starts. The eating right, the working out. Ethan and I are going to work out at 11. He'll be missing a bunch of weight training sessions for football (yeah..he's playing football this year!), so I figured he could make up for them by working out..plus I kinda need a workout buddy. I don't know what I'm going to do when I have to take him back to Fairfield. Anyone in Des Moines need a workout buddy? PICK ME =]

Anyway, I'm kinda super excited. By my 24th birthday I'm going to look fucking smoking hot. WOW! That was conceited... I mean..I'm going to be healthy! Yeahh.. I'm gunna make all those loser asshole guys that blew me off feel like shit.....

Wow enough with self-centered ranting!! Goshhh I dunno what my problem is today...Maybe I should go to bed.. goodnight!