all these skeletons and fairy tales and us;
November 5, 2009
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I really do love traveling.
But it stresses me out.
It would probably be better if I didn’t think I’d be spending the night in the Dallas airport tomorrow night.
Oh, flying standby. You are the source of so much adventure/stress/ending up cities you didn’t plan on going to/’showering’ in airport bathrooms.
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Packing, packing packing.
Off to sunny Florida tomorrow for Allana’s wedding!
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I'm going to be a Hurricanes fan photographer?
I get into games for free, take basic pictures of fans and then get paid?
Is this real life?
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My dad actually apologized for getting rejected from the Charleston hospital.
He said, “I know you were really look forward to living down there and going dancing to Irish music on Friday nights.”
He breaks my heart.
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I like watching people fall asleep on trains.
(via letsplaysamantics)
I always fall asleep on trains. It’s that rocking motion, I just can’t help it!
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travel inspired wedding
Oh! I love this!
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Last night I found "Dance Tonight, Revolution Tomorrow!" written on the wall of the library's bathroom.
THERE’S HOPE FOR THIS SCHOOL YET!
This is my motto!
November 4, 2009
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So much bad news all the time.
My dad was denied again at another hospital. It’s not fair. We all had a good, good cry today and hugged and kissed and swore we’d make it through.
I just. My family is so amazing. My mom said “All we do is mope. We’re all so sad all the time. This isn’t a way to live.”
I just don’t know how to not be sad all the time. I don’t know how to not avoid social interaction because I’m bound to start sobbing at any moment or how to not eat ice cream for dinner in my pjs. I don’t know how to function anymore.
I’m trying to learn and grow and be postive. If there’s one thing I learned my dad it’s that a sense of humor is the most important thing. Without laughter and joy and good people to share them with, there isn’t much of a point. He taught me to find humor in even the shittiest situations, and it’s gotten me through so much.
I’m trying. God, I’m trying. I just don’t know how.
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Delivering filesssss.
25 manuscripts and cover files to deliver to my customers in an hour.
I usually do about five a day.
Whyyyyyyy.
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Also, I Facebook defriended a boy I dated once.
I’d never defriended anyone in my life, not even my old hateful emotionally abusive roommate. Mostly because I don’t care and I’m really lazy and sometimes I like to stalk people to ensure myself that there is some sort of karmic retribution for their assholeyness.
But this one. UG. He had to go, because he was actively annoying me all over mini-feed.
Yes. I know how stupid that sounds.
