I also find myself wondering why I don't speak more openly about the things I'm comfortable about. I'm comfortable talking about art in all forms, sex, family, huge life changes...and I've recently rediscovered a comfort I find in telling people what I think, straight-up and bullshit free. Some of those things are difficult to be comfortable with. I should feel proud of myself for that. And I do.
I am a flawed individual. I am stubborn and somehow I manage to be deeply narcissistic and self-conscious at the same time. However...if I see something wrong with my life that I could fix, I fix it. If I feel like I don't understand something that I should understand, I learn about it. Instead of waiting around hoping someone will come save me, I make every attempt to be rock steady on my own.
I've also been singing extra loud in the shower lately. Just sayin.
I'm taking a trip to Kansas in May with Brady. I'm pretty happy about that- I'll finally get to see a group of people I'm really excited to meet. I'm excited to buy a dress to wear to Audrey's wedding because I NEVER buy dresses and I'm excited to get in shape for summer. I want to cook more and cut up veggies to take to work for lunch like my mom does and I want to walk a puppy in the park and I WANT TO DRAAAWWWWW
This entry started out with such great ambitions but now I just don't care :D
I leave you with a quote-
"If you want to see the true measure of a person, watch how they treat their inferiors, not their equals."
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I was always so jealous Corrine would wrap your sammys in wax paper and cut you up celery and carrots. Colleen gave me a dollar and said buy your lunch. Lame. I'm not sure why I remember this but I do.
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