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Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Adulthood

Well time for a legitimate post now. Blah.

Working for the money. Paying them bills. Meeting with friends. Cooking. Dating. Being lame.

I've been working my booty off recently. In light of being poor, I've been forced to bike everywhere for anything and I can safely say I'm pretty fit. After a solid month of biking at least 30 minutes a day I can say that I'm not a total slob. Biking is nice.

Also as a result of spending my 2 days off staying out 'til 5 am has resulted in a painful sore throat. Fuck.

Going on a third day with Tali on Wednesday before I work. Yay romance! Boo work.

Thursday is looking like a crazy day too. Teaching then yoga then seeing neighbour then going to the park then party.

too tired to finish this

love y'all

Sunday, June 2, 2013

together

i mean what am i supposed to do. dont tell me things are going to fast. i didn't kiss you on the second date, did i?

its hard to hear that someone is having an emotional upheaval when you care so much about them

i miss his red hair and his pail skin. i miss his overbite and cute laugh.

what am i saying it's only been 2 days.

2 long days i'll have you know.

i don't want to sleep alone anymore.


these guys would not leave me alone at the club tonight. 3 of them! i just wanted to dance with my girls. luckily they were there to be like oh baby come to me. i love brit.

it's hot in montreal. i cant tell if im just pissy or the heat is unbearable or the fact that jean stapleton died or im kinda drunk high and high, or really that i just miss my mister.

ugh

uggghhhhhhhhh

sometimes life is all like, yes things are good but they aren't and shit is hard and my emotions are all over the place.

tonight was great though, woke up from tali's biked home, right away went to the park with alma and enjoyed some wine, then got home ate, say lucy and jess, finally say alma and the girls with some really... interest gay boiiz. then we hit up the club then chilled together.

life is great why cant i just wake up and smell the roses?