I’ve been running on caffeine drinks since yesterday morning. My body feels like COMPLETE shit. I feel like I’m suffering from caffeine poisoning. I actually do feel like throwing up this can of Rockstar I downed last night.
My brain is ready to burst and I’ve already taken Advil throughout the day. Blehhhh. Seriously, after all this is over, my body needs a serious detox. My insides feel like they’re failing.
So stressed out. I’m ready to punch a hole in the wall. Eugh!
Even though I don’t have much, and my family isn’t the richest there is; I’m forever grateful for everything that I already have. Even with all the money in the world, you can’t put a price on family or love.
There’s always those moments where you think that one person is livin’ the life. That they have everything set for them; that they have it easy. They’re always up to date with the newest fashion trends or own the most expensive bags/jewelry. But sometimes it’s all a front. You may envy that person for all of their material goods. You many even come to find that material goods is all that they have.
I’m just saying. Material things are just that, material. You can keep up with the newest fashion trends, but you have to replace them sooner or later.
Stop thinking about all the things you want, and appreciate all the things you already have. Some people don’t even have a “family” and some come from broken homes. Be thankful that you still have your health, your youth, life, love and family.
And if you think times are bad, just think about the others who might have it worse.
I’m just saying. Appreciate what you’ve got. Some may call it luck, but I say I’m truly blessed.
I missed Dave’s phone call today. I missed 3 actually… I had my phone on silent during PISA practice. I’m heartbroken that I missed it. Waaaah. His mom text me asking me where I was, and told me to call her when I can. Every time she says “Call me when you can,” I feel like she’s MY mom and I’m in trouble. LOL
I called her and she said, “David tried calling you!” My heart sank! :(
I didn’t know he’d get any phone calls! Mmmm. She said he tried to call me, but he told her “Just tell Lorie that I love her.” ♥
16 more days! Can’t wait to be in his arms!
So far, so good. I’ve lasted 11 weeks already. What’s the last two?
I’m proud of all our accomplishments thus far and I can’t wait to see him again. Every time I think about how close I am to seeing him again, my heart fills with excitement and my eyes well up with tears. I feel just as emotional as the first few weeks he left.
These last few weeks have been overwhelming, but it was a hate/love feeling. Overall though, this has been quite the experience. It feels amazing knowing I can last 5 more weeks that the other girls whose boyfriends bootcamp is only 8 weeks.
Words can’t describe how bittersweet this feeling is. But really, what’s 13 weeks in comparison to the 6 years and 7 months we’ve already had with each other? I can’t wait to have him back. Even if it’s just for 10 days. We’ve already made plans to make the most of it.
- Dad: I'm gonna go move the car.
- Mom: K.
- Dad: He's just sitting his door... -walks out-
- Me: Wait, what happened?
- Mom: Dad's gonna go move the car and if there's a dent in our car, he's gonna kick some ass.
- Me: HAHAHAH
I’m just not having it today. I’m too tired. Lately I’ve done nothing but bullshit around (okay, not completely). Just this week I feel stressed because I haven’t touched any school work. I plan to tonight but we’ll see how things work out because I am seriously tired. I’m running on three hours of sleep, worked on more costumes, went to work, there’s still practice later, I’m cleaning the house (haven’t even gotten to my room yet) and doing my laundry.
Thank God Dave sent me a letter yesterday, otherwise, I would’ve lost it!
Dizzam. There is just too much to do tonight - wtf am I do with my life?!
- SOC28 EC PAPER
LEI’S PRACTICE PRINT @ LIBRARY: LETTER, BOARDING PASS EYEBROWS
- EDIT PISA FLYER
STOP BY POST OFFICE AND DROP OFF LETTERS PACK
- STOP BY CLAIRE’S APT (optional)
Other things that need attention: research paper for SOC10
Turning on my self-control app NOW.
THIS. IS SO. FUNNY.
HAHAHAHAHAHAH. I don’t even know how to reply. I’m just sitting here like, ‘who actually pays attention to the shit I post?’
My blog is titled in a polynesian language. And my name is not Tamari. HAHAHAHAH. Sorry, I just don’t know how to react. I laugh at everything.
If I don’t play a significant role in your life as a friend, or even an acquaintance or even just some acknowledgement that I’m alive; why should I even care about your well being?
I’m not sorry that you don’t like my attitude or my personality. If you don’t even acknowledge me as a person, then why does being me and who I am even concern you?
I’ve been getting lost in my days. I’ve been losing madd sleep for a while now and the lack of sleep just makes days seem so much longer. There’s lots to do, so little time, and so little sleep. I’m not really complaining; I’ve actually gotten use to this - late nights and a nap or two in the day. It’s actually a bit of both though: days feel slow when it comes to counting down the days ‘til David’s grad and days feeling fast when I don’t get everything done in time. So conflicting! I also sometimes forget that I have work… Mehhh
- Me: HEY BABY!!...What chu' doin?!
- Lorie: ...Bullshittin' (reference to Big Sean)
- Me: o_O....-_-
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- Hip-hop runs our lives...hahaha
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- Just felt like reblogging this because moments like those were priceless