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Monday, September 6, 2010

ima get your heart racing in my skin tight jeans.

SOOOO 8 days until we leave.
oh dear.
im soo nervous its kind of ridiculous.
also, i just spelled it 'riduculoud' and i laughed...to myself.

heh...
anyways. yeah. so i started my packing list and a practice packing sesh and im realizing now that i have no idea what kind of clothes i will need and how much to pack and all of that stuff, which is slightly worrysome. also slightly worrysome, we don't have our flights booked home yet. WHOOPSIE. haha. maybe if we put it off long enough i wont have to come home and can find a sweet career in a foreign country. or we'll win the british lottery or something. basically the same thing.

also, a quick congratulations to TAYLOR SMITH FOR GETTING HER FREAKING N!!!!!!! im so proud of you babygirl, and also proud that you have indeed actually been using your license and driving by yourself. and im super duper proud that you went to get your food all by yourself, even going into the restaurant. :) you're coming so far. you'll be ready to move in with me in NO TIME :) hahahaha.
i love you.

also, i was at work this morning, and my whole back started hurting. and...it just definitely hasn't stopped. what is this? like, nine hours. i really hope i'll wake up and it'll be better. :) thats what i'm pulling for.

anyways, prayers for our trip would be lovely. im so excited and will start keeping you guys much more updated, seeing as we're leaving in eight days.
yeyeyeyeyeyeyeeee.

--t.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

blahh

it's always going to get better.
but what about the one timethat it won't get better, right?
like, fight, make up, fight, make up, fight....don't ever make up.
it didn't get better, it got worse, it ended.
things end. and usually before they end, they get worse. it's either sad, because you know its over, or its anger, because you know it's going to end and you don't want it to.
it's kind of frustrating. and by kind of i mean a lot of frustrating.
sure you can hope it's not the end of things, but how will you know, until after its over?

now, on a lighter note, we booked our flights. we're now flying into edinburgh scotland on september 15th!
which is very exciting, and definitely a change compared to what we had planned out.

and on a LIGHTER note than that.
im watching the jersey shore aftershow...and wtf is this ronnie and sammie business? they look almost 30...but act 13? that about right? yeah?
like...if you had them on facebook...would they clog your thread with going from single to in a relationship to its complicated?
would they have a valid anniversary on facebook?
oh, im so glad i don't worry about these things.

and now, a few thoughts from a very funny person who i've never personally met, but seemed to stumbleupon.

http://www.bangitout.com/articles/viewarticle.php?a=2874

also, stacey, i love you and miss you already. you're going to do so amazing at queens, and everyone will love you. if not...take your shirt off? that'll help.
xoxo.

--t

Monday, August 30, 2010

FACK FACK FACK.
well...i guess life throws you curveballs....ugh. that sucks so bad.
sooo i guess we might not get to go to europe on our scheduled time.
like, it may be very awkward and i'll have to tell my boss again because i don't facking know what to do.

im so scared to tell her :'(
and im so frustrated about this situation :(

dammit. i guess you can only rely on yourself.
and jesus.
:)

--t.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

born from a boombox.

as you've noticed, i've made some changes to my blog.
such as, the name.
anyways, i watched step up 3d, and loved it
so its now bfabb, which stands for born from a boombox.
yeah, im a dancer, not a big deal or anything. :)
also, 20 days till i leave for europe!!!!
im so excitedd!!!
less than three weeks until i can stop working and just be relaxed and not have to worry.

nothing has happened of significance. i literally haven't had a day off in over three weeks now. and im feeling the strain. its my bedtime, im getting grumpy all the time.
oh well. i'll try and be positive for the trip :)

i just want to get out of here.

--t

Monday, August 9, 2010

this is a battle, and its your final, last call.

soooo 35 days until i leave for europe, and thats whats up.
we've been looking at medical insurance, and we got our eurorail passes in the mail.
thanks, UPS.
and, i've just been working lots and lots and lots. i haven't gotten very many days off, its either one job or the other, so i think next paycheck will be nice.
hopefully...
ehhh whateva.

also, stacey comes home in 3 days!! hurrah! im so excited.

and thats about it.

also, here's a little rant i feel like ranting about.

its not always my fault. 'im just kidding' and 'its just a joke' seem to be your catchphrases, and they're obviously not true. if you are kidding, its not funny. and you seem to realize it wont be, but still somehow find ways to put the blame on me. its not always my fault, i just wanted you to know. you mess up most of the time. im sorry i cant read your mind, im sorry you can't read mine. is that my fault, too? that i can't read your mind? probably. but whatever.
keep telling me it'll get better.
make me believe it.

--t.