Tuesday

I've slept in until 11:30 for like the past four mornings. I don't really like it though because I feel like I've already wasted a good 2-3 hours of the day. I hate that feeling.

I also work for five days in a row, but that's kind of a win-lose. I finally will have money to pay off debt, but my day is cut in half, especially with me sleeping in.

No big deal.

I'm in a dilema as to what I'm going to do for new years eve. I've been invited to three places, said yes to two, but want to stay at the one I just heard about. Is that bad? yes. It's not that I DONT want to go the other two, I just don't hang out with them as much, so I would feel out of place. Not really though, I'm just trying to think of an excuse. I was thinking I could hit all three, but is that rude? Less rude than completely skipping I think. Oh and at all three places, I cannot do what I was planning on. Take that off the list. Oh well, maybe another time.

I've been talking to the weirdest people lately. Like super odd. Not a bad thing. Just a weird thing.

So, I really like the idea of dating someone, I just don't want to. Idk if that's because the only people that are interested, I like as friends; or if the past relationships have had an effect on me. They were great, don't get me wrong. They just ended with me upset and edgy. My poor family has to deal with me, then I feel stupid. I don't like that.

Picture of the day....

threeeeeepeat :]

This guy seems cool. I'll bet ya he's got a lot of stories...

Off in the back country of Brazil

I met a young brotha that made me feel

That I could accomplish anything.

You see just like me he wanted to sing

He had no windows and no doors

He lived a simple life and was extremely poor

On top of all of that he had no eye sight,

but that didn't keep him from seein' the light

He said, what's it like in the USA,

and all I did was complain

He said-livin' here is paridise

He taught me paridise is in your mind

-India Arie

Sexy Voice

Who knew that The Diner gives discounts to the police officers and who knew that MiTierras gives you sombreros to wear if they like you? Not I. That led me to thinking how I would run my restaurant. I would would probably give discounts to whoever would sing to me. And if any male had a really good singing voice and was single I would give him his meal for free, and then tell him I needed his cell phone number and email for a drawing of a free movie ticket and then smoothly use that to call him later in the night and lure him in with my amazing way with words. Then we would get married and he would sing to me every night and it will be great. Kind of like that man to the left of all these words. Michael. He has a sexy voice like no other. That also leads me to think that I should go into the singing business so I can meet my husband who can sing to me. Because that's all that matters in a husband. But not really. Ha, that's funny because significant others should be able to do a lot more than that. But that topic is meant for another blog rather than this one. Night.

Can't Deny It

The day after christmas.
Chilly, cloudy, relaxed.
Strangers pass and smile.
Some, a nod.
Alone or with a group,
perplexity is gone.
The simple stroll does its trick.
It will soon be my turn.
Complexity can say adios.
I'm done with it.
It is time for freedom.
Set those limits free.
New year.
New possibilities.
Take some chances.

You only live once

“Paula thinks she knows alot about government, but she doesn't. Politics me off.”

Thanks. My favorite.

Things are lookin' up. I am getting money...working a lot. School is almost done.
I cannot wait to sit in a comfy chair and just relax. Oh wait, I did that today at the lobby in Hilton Head Dentistry. I don't mean that kind of comfy chair though.

Picture of the day.








Too bad I can't go to this camp over the summer. Stupid USTA States Tournament.

Well I'm starting to realize talking to fellow humans about [lame] problems does me a world of good so I should keep it up. Not that I didn't before. It's just becoming apparent as the hours of summer approach us.

P.S. You only live once.

So this is the beginning

Why am I even writing one of these?
I guess it's inspired by dickie since he has one and I'm on the internet more than enough. I might as well type things that like four people will end up reading...worth it? I suppose.
I mean who really listens to anyones problems or thoughts anymore anyway? Texting and facebook has taken over my life to where that is my means of communication for most of those who I care about. That should probably change soon. Cuz that's just silly.

Unspeakably Nonsense. That's basically my mind and how it works. I don't say a lot of what I think because I either can't put it into words or don't feel like sounding stupid that day. One or the other.

Thanks for taking the time to [start to?] read my blog.

All we need is some icecream and a hug.