my cousin randy (who already has 3 boys under the age of 6) is having twins. TWINS. TWIN BOYS. they’re going to give me a heart attack. i love them and i’m really happy for them, but seriously WRAP IT UP and get back on your feet with the other ones first. lord almighty.
they sure will be cute though. first set of twins in the family! :)
i wish i had never quit dance lessons as a child.
need food. need sleep. need more time. need a brain that can function. need a shower. need you back in my life.
need to shut up.
finals week. kill me. hfhkdfhghgdj. i feel like i’m gonna puke again.
i can’t believe it’s only been 6 years since she’s been gone. it feels like it’s been longer. i miss her so much. i’d be such a better person if she was around. all i want to do is make homemade play-doh, help her bake her carmel chocolate cake, watch wheel of fortune, curl up and read a book, share birthday party celebrations, and listen to neil diamond/van halen and oldies music with her. i hope that one day i will grow up to be half as great as her. RIP.
she is my heroine. †
i love you grandma. <333
this flu and stress need to gtfo. now.
Really excited my cousin is having a baby girl. Not so excited she stole what I was gonna name my baby, Ava. That was even my bitty baby’s name, or maybe it was Emma. Whatever. I hate being the youngest cousin. I’m gonna be stuck with all the less pretty names. But seriously, that was my name. Damnit Kristi! Oh well. I can’t wait for there to be another Jack running around, in girl form.
No one cares. Hoooookay bye.
that i could go back to the way things were in the beginning. i miss that. i miss you.
i have an ear infection and an ulcer in my throat.
how the hell does a person get an ulcer in their throat?
i shouldn’t be googling this. this is disgusting. i wish i could see what mine looks like.
okay done babbling.
the smell of ammonia has been infesting my house this entire week. i feel like i’m going to pass out. i really don’t like the holidays. gotta clean before and clean after. i wish that i had cousins that weren’t more than 4 years older than me. at least little jack is coming. :) i do enjoy seeing everyone though. can i just inhale some mash potatoes now?
whether to suck it up and embrace my height in order to buy a pair of black wedge leather boots.
I. FUCKING. HATE. BEING. TALL.
being tall has so many disadvantages. hate hate hate.
i do not know. should i do it?
