Thursday, June 7, 2012

Summer

Well I've graduated, and celebrated all weekend. Gained five lbs -- thank you alcohol an moms cooking. But with those five pounds of disgusting came my period. Lordy. But it's necessary. So... Now that it's summer and a new chapter of my life, and I have time , I'm going to start taking care of myself and my bank account.

Lazy daze

Almost all my managers have gone home, but I'm hourly, so I'm sitting here pretending to be busy in my little cove 3.
I feel funny:
I feel in love with my life, I'm little and lookin good in clothes. I'm in love with my job and my lack of school/front desk. I'm loved by a handsome intelligent kind funny man. I have great people in my life... The toxic ones are no longer around (finally). And the annoying, gnatt-like, ones are minimal and therefore more pleasant. I bought my car and it's beautiful, I'm spending wisely-ish, and i still have a fantastic wardrobe. And yet..I feel restless..

I need to go home, without mas, and take care of myself.i haven't been home in like 4 days or so.

Hohum.

I do love, though, that people keep tellin me how happy I look. That I'm glowing :)