I'll make you banana pancakes. Pretend like it's the weekend now

Okay, okay, so I was very over-dramatic this week. for that i apologize, but the root of this evil would probably be the fact i didn't feel heard.
my feelings weren't heard.

That is really what sucked.

but i lived through.
didn't have to beat anyone either.

came out better on the other side actually.
i could stand on that porch and hug you forever.
just so you know.

These legs are C.L.O.S.E.D!

Okay, there is only so much i can handle for the day.
consider the limit reached, a year ago.

I like you, I like your family. Who gives a shit if they don't like my opinions? we aren't married! 
not wanting to come had nothing to do with your mom. I have things that I have to do. I'm stressed at work, I really don't need to come to a night where the only people I like are your mom and Janet, welp, and my family. That sucks a little too much for my liking. 
sorry, I know that was a little loud and rude, but dude. its true. we don't have to act like we are. We're still little. 
I still have my own PUGH life. 
I love you but while we aren't bonded to each other for the rest of my life let me stay with my own family so I can love your family when it comes to that time. 


I miss my best friend. 
I believe the fact that I am not in constant communication with her is the reason I am freaking out. 


Tomorrow, I return to the dungeon. That's my new name for my office, and the freaking princess will be there. plus, I've got a fight to pick with laura. 
Tomorrow is already looking like a great day. 
I have work and I plan to throw myself into that. I'll make a plan for TruWonder as to how it will look in a class room, maybe send a sample to the goldsbys and the lanes and get their thoughts on it. and then I'll finish those things for Play-N-Worship (which tina freaked about) she can just suck it. 
I need to fix my hair and pick out an outfit, then go to bed. I'll finish fixing my life tomorrow after vertical, and my garage sale. so if you like to organize thing and wanna help, or come over just to see my lovely face. 
be. my. guest. 




ALSO! praying that God will break your heart for what breaks his is one hard prayer. 
consider my heart broken. k?
k.

Oh people

You know how some people just bring out THE worst in you?! Well, I have that person. He makes me crazy, he has for the past two years.
He's finally got a girlfriend and it ATTACKS my facebook news feed with all their flirting and it is just plain nasty. Makes me hate facebook for days.
Also, boyfriend has been creeping all up in my myspace world. that made me utterly nervous. that would be like kelli, the crazy ward version. i need to clean something. like a puke filled toilet.
wish i had gag reflexes. its killing me. I miss puking all my problems away. (you didn't read that)

but i don't miss being lied to.
or being only kinda loved.

I like just being with my best friend.
it just makes the whole world right.

I don't like my un.. kinda boss.
She would like to think she is my boss, but if you know less than me then you shouldn't be able to be call my "boss". Tard.
Also, my world is being stalked by previous stalkers with their stalking comments that i never received in the first place. i.d.i.o.t.
and they are on the pictures on my little children. poor kids, already being stalked. I'm sorry to put you in that place. please forgive me.
also, so everyone lets their secrets out on facebook, welp world, I got you.
I know you all love the Chiefs. only when they win. Way to be loyal. Take a lesson from the dogs.

This is gonna sound uber creepy, hold on, i miss little boys.
Like daniel and luke.
I miss being so loved by them.

But I had Benjamin in Africa so I'm praying for him and hopefully one day I can return and see him again. That would be legit! I actually wanna adopt him, but that might be out of the question.

I like late night dates with daddy God. He constantly has new things to say. I am restored. There is no shame.

I'm good at being a teenager at all the wrong times.

I'm glad my embarrassment can be used for your pleasure.

Boys are less attractive when they are eating your cheese-itz's.
Grab yo own box.