I hope if someone is ever so lucky to take me home with them to introduce me to their family that I am immediately loved at first sight.
I don’t want to be that ‘tramp that deflowered someones child’ or ‘the hussy that stole their sweet boy’…I want to be ‘future daughter’ or at the very least just me.
I would hope that whoever is so fortunate to be blessed with me by the Universe has enough sense to (1) tell his family that I exist and (2) tell them a few awesome things about me. I don’t want them to question his decisions on being with me or try and talk him out of it either. If his family is important to him <as i surely hope it is> I would just hope that he thinks of me as being equally important…so much so that he would want to share me with them and vis-versa.
I absolutely HATE when people try to come in at regulate or change shit! Especially when its shit that I’ve CLEARLY planned out….And I have to remember to hold my tongue because I know people for some reason are slow at times and they forget the essentials. So I have sat in this office over the last 20 minutes just looking at these people like they’re crazy rather than snapping on them like my whole body is telling me to do. See we have been planning this reception for our advisers since last month…and i wouldn’t even have an issue with suggestions EXCEPT when it was mentioned and help was asked for not one person raised their hand and said anything; matter of fact these same people don’t even come to meetings or events for that matter. Now all of a sudden “everybody wanna open their mouth with a muh fuckin opinion” *Tupac – Get Money (Biggie Diss)*
i was drawn to this picture so i was gonna borrow it but then i read the caption and i was like “oh snaps!” so here it is on my page for the world and infinite universe to see
I’ve been neglecting my studies….and no not my school work, my spiritual studies. But somehow I feel like the Universe is somehow still helping me in ways; giving me little pop quizzes and forcing me to remember all that I’ve learned already on my path. That’s why I love this so much…everything you do or could possibly do forces you to also question everything. And I’m not even sure if it’s so much as I fear the consequences <especially since I pretty much have no fears>….So I think i’ll go with the possibility that it’s more of the pure curiosity of it all.
*I thought I’d have more to say in this post since it’s been so long since my last confession*
In any matter I think I’ll catch up on some stuff after my run Sunday; maybe before.