For my 21st birthday I really want to go to Disney World because I’ve never been and I’ve always wanted to go, and because I’ve been to Disneyland once but that was when I was 4 years old so obviously I don’t remember much or even did much. Unlike most 21 year olds I don’t want to go to Vegas or go get wasted I just really want to go to Disney World with my boyfriend, because happiest place on earth plus person who makes me happiest equals jackpot.
Today marks our anniversary and I honestly don’t think I could be any happier than knowing that I have the last three years to thank him for. From going through the worst things ever to having some of the best days and nights together, I know being with him and sticking through this was the best decision ever. I’ve been lucky enough to spend the past three years with my best friend, the guy Im most happy with and the person whose company I enjoy more than any. What would I do with out him? I don’t ever want to find out. I’m truly blessed to be spending this anniversary with the most amazing, wonderful guy ever. Words do no justice on how much I am in love with him. Three years downnnnn
Today was just such a good day.
However I do start the 30 day shred today which I am super excited for because I hear it does wonders
Does anyone ever feel like their boyfriend (or girlfriend) is ashamed of them? Like yeah they will have you over and around their family once in a While, but they keep you hidden from everything else? Like they don’t want to include you in certain parts of their life, Almost as if you are a secret
Today i got coffee, watched how i met your mother, and ate lunch all with Matt.
Then i went to work, which wasn’t so bad but i still like my old branch better.
And now i’ve been laying in bed for the past three hours, with a short intermission to throw up all the panda i had.
Usually when i drive home from work i always think about the funny things that happen. Whether its all of us picking on albert, laughing about dumb stuff with blanca, or making jokes with tony our awesome security guard. There was always something good to think about.
But today was my first day at my new branch and i absolutely hate it. It’s not home for me. The people are strictly business and don’t really talk or joke around, and i wanted to transfer so badly so i could save time, yet i ended up not getting home until 7 and the branch is literally 2 minutes away.
Tonight on my drive home, all I could think about was how they are probably having fun at my old branch and I’m not there. It’s only been one day but I already regret transferring and I wish I didn’t. I wish I could go back. I miss my home.
I always feel a little better when i’m around him. A whole lot better. He’s a better part of me.
i remember the first time i met you.
little moments like today really make me happy.
I really don’t understand why whenever I have something good in my life i knowingly fuck it up.
Its like I won’t let myself be happy and i say the things I know will make it worse even though I know that those things I’m saying are the things I should not be saying.
I don’t know what I am so scared of.