I think I'm screwed. I have no idea what I'm doing at this job, but I can't fuck it up, because if I don't, this could open so many doors for my resume. I think I'm well-liked enough to collect a few letters of recommendation. These things are more necessary than the actual diploma, and twice as valuable. That, and I don't want to do this again. I like my job and everything, just not enough to extend my contract beyond August/September.
Also, fuck Western. I have to pay for an unofficial transcript? I may as well get the official one if I'm going to pay, shit. Fuuuuck that. I'll have them shipped out and take my chances. #cheap
I apologize, hashtags find their way into every corner of my life.
Weddings bring out the crazy in everyone. I'm happier now with the most recent developments. Let's whip out the handy pros and cons list.
Recent development pro: As long as its the same color as the other bridesmaids, I can pick my own style of dress.
Recent development con: The color is navy blue, the one color that doesn't work with my skin tone.
Recent development pro: The dress will be in my price range
Recent development con: my price point fabrics give my dress a very good possibility of being polyester, taffeta, chiffon, or satin. All nightmares of functionality.
Recent development pro: since I am picking my dress, I can pick something that looks good on me now and I don't have to lose my mind crash dieting for the next eight months just to conform to some ugly dress.
Recent development con: I'm probably going to start crash dieting 1-2 months before the wedding.
But we'll see how long any of this lasts.
I still haven't told Matt that I'm going to be in this wedding. Or that he's going.
I kind of want to move back to Kalamazoo. Mostly because I was never more than three hours from anything.
Kanye West is helping stave off the winter blahs. His new album is saving my commute right now.
I think my adjective for 2011 will be sexy. I want to be sexy. Not trashy sexy, but arty, classy, old-school sexy.
With orange hair.
We'll discuss the unbelievable pressure of being 25 and long term, long distance relationships another time.
We're going to live a hell of a life.
About Me
- Xlynn
- I live my life by song lyrics, have a chronic/terminal case of smartassitis and and currently taking medication to combat a particularly hearty strain of Don'tgiveafuck syndrome. I do the 22k in april to raise money for research. I appreciate your prayers. I'm also a sarcastic, habitual liar. ...sometimes. You will be my new best friend if you can tell me exactly what the fuck Paul Simon and Julio Were doing down by the schoolyard, the exact location of Carmen Sandiego, and the real words to "Blinded By The Lights" (revved up like a deuce, you know, a roller in the night?). I will date you if you can name 3 Green Day albums that aren't American Idiot. I'm a handful but my friends love me. good luck!
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