Things are going great. Taking my boards next week, nervous and excited all at the same time. So ready to start a new job. Things with Jordan are still going strong were moving in together the 1st weekend of august. I cant wait :)
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2012 16 June :: 5.27am
:: Mood: calm
:: Music: Turning Pages-Sleeping At Last
I've waited a hundred years. but I'd wait a million more for you. nothing prepared me for what the privilege of being yours would do.
if I had only felt the warmth within your touch, if I had only seen how you smile when you blush, or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough, I would have known what i was living for all along. what I've been living for.
your love is my turning page, where only the sweetest words remain. every kiss is a cursive line, every touch is a redefining phrase.
I surrender who I've been for who you are, for nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart. if I had only felt how it feels to be yours, well, I would have known what I've been living for all along. what I've been living for.
though we're tethered to the story we must tell, when i saw you, well, I knew we'd tell it well. with a whisper, we will tame the vicious seas. like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees.
So first off I recognize my delinquency in that matter but with multiple student loans through multiple companies they can slip through thecracks. Thank you state of Michigan for not telling me I'm behind but instead just garnishing 25% of my income. Seriously. Fuck off
I have a notion, a feeling that something big is about to happen, something is going to change and something is going to come to fruitition out of nowhere.
My life is going to drastically change in more than one way soon. David isnt supposed to know it, but they interviewed someone to take his position, meaning he is most likely getting the super early first shift position in produce that he asked for. Alot of those shifts start at four am! Its going to be so strange having him home at night. It will be really great for when the baby is here so that he can actually spend time with her. I feel like I'm getting nowhere getting the house ready for the baby. Every time I feel like I've met a milestone, I feel sick for a few days or we get really busy and everything goes to hell. I have six days to get the baby's room ready for bringing home baby shower stuff, and I have a carload of baby stuff as it is sitting in the driveway. My friends Tristan and Brandon were extremely generous and gave me a matching carseat with two bases and stroller, Jeep walker, activity table, a little rocking seat thing, and then soon they are bringing me a pack and play, a boppy, and one of those bottle drying racks that looks like fake grass. We have been extremely blessed with the amount of help we are getting for the baby. I also brought home a GARBAGE BAG half full of super nice maternity clothes that will actually FIT for four dollars from a garage sale today. I know I only have six weeks to go, but being in tears trying to find something that isnt too tight or too short has been really frustrating. Once I'm done in the baby's room, it is most likely going to be the coolest room in the house. I'm a little jealous ;). I have curtains to make for my bedroom before the baby gets here too... so many projects that need to be done asap.... I'm sure I wont have time for any of the stupid little stuff like making curtains for at least five years.
I seriously cannot find a person to cover my shift on Friday. This frustrates me because I feel like if one of my coworkers needed a day off to go to their friends visitation service that I would cover their shift in a heartbeat. The one Guy said that he has people coming in from out of town and I'm like seriously have a fucking heart. Generally I tell my boss that I'm not coming in but he is on vacation. I just want to be with you guys. It seems to be the only thing that helps this hurt subside. There is a small chance that I can make it but I wont know until Friday morning.
I remember the day he became my friend. For years I would see him at parties and he would call me Justin's sister. That night at the Sparta Beer Tent he spilled his beer down the front of my shirt and I said Bitch if you're going to spill your beer on me you'd best learn my name. Years of random hanging out and bdubs trips. Then I left Andy Clute and he became a person who I could call to cry to. A friend whom I could depend on for anything. A random Stony cruise (with me driving because he always scared the shit out of me behind the wheel). The only person who I would allow to fuck with my radio knowing that he would inevitabley turn to my across the universe soundtrack because it was the only thing we agreed on. I will miss you Andy. If I have said it once I have said it a million times. You will always be my favorite Andy.