Today is my mom's 52nd birthday. My mom is amazing. Whenever you're a teenager and people say you will grow up to be like your parents everyone cringes, I know I did. But now that I'm pretty much an adult, even though I don't feel like I am, if anyone says that to me I say thank you. My mom is pretty much my best friend. I talk to her almost everyday, if I don't it feels weird. I tell her almost everything, and she always knows how to cheer me up. She likes my boyfriend which I know is hard to do ;) . She loooooooooves my dad. They've been married for like 31 years. They are a great couple. I love that I can call my mom a whore and she calls me one right back. Hah. My mom is honest and true and tells me how it is even when I don't want to hear it, especially when I don't want to hear it. I hope to one day be half as good as a mom as she has been to me all these years. I love you mom!
my stomach is growling
My computer is burning my legs and its battery is about to die so I will have to make this short. Today my friend, Meagan, and I drove around Austin trying to find buildings to take pictures of for a class paper. She really cracks me up. The highlight of the day in Austin was going to this little streamline rv that has been turned into a cupcake store. Called Hello Cupcake! I got a vanilla cupcake with chocolate icing and it warmed my heart. Then I came home to my baby boy, Elvis, who always greets me with a lick and a tail wag. Which also warms my heart.
one week of class left.
I have 5 days of class left. Starting Monday, and ending on the next Monday. Which consequentially means that I am extremely busy and stressed out. I worked on my final project for my commercial studio for 12 hours straight today. And I still feel like I'm sinking in it. My dog is being annoying because I haven't been able to give him enough attention. I'm worried that I'm not going to get at least a C in my construction class and that would screw up next semester because it is a prerequisite for a class I'm taking in the fall. I feel like I'm never going to save enough money to pay for the wedding I want. I feel like I'm never going to get to my wedding. There are so many things I want to do and I guess I just don't see the light at the end of the tunnel called "college" and the beginning of life with Grant. I hate that I feel like I'm always pressuring him about marriage. Elvis is telling me its time for bed so I will try to go get some sleep.
Beginning
I have so many thoughts floating inside my head at any second during the day that any moment I may explode. Today I decided to help relieve stress, to help me think things out, and to express myself more thoroughly I would start a blog. It doesn't really matter to me if anyone reads it, I just need a way to make some space in my head so I don't completely lose it, well at least as often.
You make me smile.