I am having major anger issues with WordPress right now, so much so that I am thinking of switching back. These damn ho’s here at wordpress keep fucking up my pictures that I am posting and it is REALLY annoying. I am also missing my pink and purple, I just really need to get an ambulance on there. So yeah, I’m switching back because damn it, blogger makes picture loading easier and well, I like to post pics. Sorry for putting you guys through another move but you are resilient, you’ll be fine and if not I can recommend a good psychiatrist.
Houston, we have a moonwalk!
I picked up the 500 pound moonwalk this morning, I’m not so sure how we’re going to get it back in the morning but I’ll worry about that tomorrow. Here are a few pics of the kids playing on it and of course, a pic of me, the Birthday Princess!
Thursday Night Drunken Whore
Yep that’s me. Last night J and I got shitty, not too shitty, just a prelude to tonight. Tonight will be a prelude to tomorrow night so basically we are building up our weak ass tolerances to we can drink for a decent amount of time on my birthday. Speaking of my birthday, I think I want to rent a moon walk, I’m going to look into this today, it might be too short of notice but I’ll check anyway. I just love moon walks and I think it would be so much fun to have one for me so I can tell the stupid kids to get off and let me jump, after all it is MY birthday. I need to make a cake too, okay never mind, J just told me she’s making me cupcakes, it was going to be a surprise but I said I was going to make a cake so she had to tell me, ha ha ha, I foiled your plan. Alright, there is stuff I want to do and I’m not just talking about sitting on my ass reading blogs so I’m going to let you all go but don’t despair, I’ll be here everyday till the cows come home (and seeing as how I own no cows that will be for a long time).
Haha look at me.
I’m blogging on Allie’s page. Neener neener!!
Blog 365, I’m un-breaking up with you.
So I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking, I’m a douche kabob. I check this thing everyday anyway so why not say something on here everyday. Now that Luis is gone I’m saying fuck school and yay blogs, okay not really, I’m still doing school but I would be lying if I said I spent all my free time on school. I can make time for blogging, especially since I love it so much. Its reading every one else’s blogs that takes up so much time so, I might not get to everyone’s blog everyday but I’m back on posting everyday…because I know you missed me.
Happy Birthday to me (early).
I just ordered my birthday present to myself and I must say, I am super excited!
Wouldn’t you be if you were getting this:
I’m so thoughful sometimes.
My Sexy Ass Shoes
So I told Dirty Pirate Hooker that I would post a picture of my sexy ass shoes, I know I posted a picture of these once before but now I’m wearing them in the picture and you can see my tattoo perfectly which is another reason why I LOVE these shoes.
FYI: I’m sitting down in these pics, that is why my pants looks so short and did you know that taking pictures of your own feet is a little difficult?
Why can’t I just be lazy?
I had every intention of coming home from taking Nicholas to school and going back to bed but instead I ended up cleaning the whole damn house. I don’t even know why. I’m so tired because I woke up a million times last night, I also had trouble falling asleep because my super trashy neighbors were being really loud at 11:00 last night. I was going to go out and yell at them to shut up but by the time I found my pants they had already gone inside. I really hate them so any excuse to bitch at them is good with me.
In other news: Luis got put with a basic training unit so he’s pissed about having to deal with a bunch of new guys all the time but he did say that Oklahoma is very peaceful and they have lots of trees. He thinks I might actually really like it there since I love the outdoors so I’m feeling better about the move. I still worry about the damn tornadoes but I can’t do anything about acts of God.
That’s all I’ve got for now, today is boring.
Smell ya later!
What Came Next.
After we broke up the humiliation of being laughed at by his friends subsided but the real humiliation came days later when I got a call from his best friend. We had gone on double dates before and I liked him, he was nice to me and always treated me like a lady, he was a good friend and a good person. He had called me to check on me, he heard we had broken up and he knew his friend had done me wrong.
The first time we talked it was awkward, I could tell that he thought his friend was a dickhead but he was still loyal to him. He was honest with me and told about all the times I thought R (my ex) was hanging out with his cousins he was really out with girls. It was nice to know the truth but the truth hurt, I felt like someone had ripped my heart out, once again I felt like I wasn’t good enough. When we said goodbye he said he would call again later and I was shocked when he actually did.
We started talking every night, there was no ulterior motive, we just talked. We talked about life, school, friends, our parents, what we wanted to do, who we wanted to be, what we were afraid of; we talked for hours everynight. Every morning I woke up for school exhausted from staying up the night before talking. I learned a lot about myself talking to him, he was the first really honest person I had been friends with, he didn’t tell you what you wanted to hear, he told you what he thought.
Slowly, I healed from the breakup with R and even though S was friends with him, he was surprisingly unbiased. He didn’t tell R that we talked then, it just made it easier. We didn’t know where our friendship would lead us but we both related to one another in a way neither or us had ever before. We talked every night for months before we decided to see each other again.
After months of late nights, talking about anything and everything on our minds it was no surprise that we started to have feelings for each other. When I saw him again it was very different than the first time I met him. When R introduced us I didn’t pay much attention to him because he was just R’s friend, but the first time I saw him after the breakup was shocking for me. I hadn’t realized how cute he was, his eyes twinkled, his smile looked mischevious, and his skin was like smooth, creamy coffee.
We decided to get together while I was still on break for Christmas but I had already started soccer. My practice was running late and when he got to the house I was still in my soccer clothes. Being a teenager in a house all alone and needing to take a shower while a guy is there is one way to make hormones rage. Needless to say we ended up making out with each other and then some, I don’t remember if we ended up leaving my house all my memories that day are reserved for what happened in my room.
He told me that day that he wished that he could have been my first and I did too. He was the first and only guy I ever had sex with knowing what an amazing person he was BEFORE we did it. I had imagined what having sex with him would be like, I knew it would happen but I had no idea of the emotional connection I would have with him. At that moment, the very first time, everything seemed perfect.
He’s Gone!
About an hour ago Luis left for Oklahoma, the kids couldn’t quite grasp that he was not coming back. Nicholas thought he would be back after school tomorrow because Luis told him he wouldn’t see him again until he was out of school, this was confusing for him. So he gave him a hug and kiss and we went out to watch him leave and wave goodbye.
Now that he’s gone I can start cleaning out stuff and doing what I want, when I want. He always wants me to do things his way and now he can’t make me….ha ha ha! Candy and cookies for dinner everynight this week!
Friday Night Ambulance 