as facebook would say :
Rachel craig: is finding out that love will kill and save me.
I know I know, facebook is taking over the world. im okay with it. I just wish I had thought of it first!
its true tho,
.L-.O.-.V.-.E.
sometimes I feel like its all that will save me, all you need is love or something like that...right? but at other moments in my life, I want to curl up into a little ball and say NO NO NO! I dont need anyone! I need to FIX myself..before I can let anyone else try and be part of my crazy mixed up over-emotional life...
so tell me now...
.whats.a.girl.to.do?
as a lot of people involved in my life (my real life...not my spontanious blogging life...lol) know that, im in a relationship right now. and yeah, its serious...maybe even marriage serious? but MY problem is....im not usually serious about anything... I cant committ to a phone contract or a gym membership...marriage?
im trying this whole "take it slow" thing... I LOVE this guy...lets name him....
.T1. - standing for...the one? 0h, also because its tax season and T1 is a tax term...yeah, im .L.A.M.E.
this is MY blog, and some people are totally against broadcasting to the whole world that you feel a certian way. but, if I cant speak here, it wont happen. I tend to hide the way I feel about things, I dont know why, but I have a hard time expressing myself to people in forms other than written words. its a gift and a curse....but mostley just a way to
.RELEASE.
things have been okay lately. im too busy to blog. in the last 14 days, I have worked 108 hours. good right? not when your getting paid like 11 dollars an hour and have people taking their anger with the government out on you.
"...thank you for calling H&R Block...how can I help you?"
*inside my head* - WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME? IM EXHAUSTED AND TAXES ARE EASY! JUST GET YOUR SH*T TOGETHER AND BRING IT IN HERE...LEAVE IT WITH A TAX ASSOCIATE, PAY YOUR HUNDRED DOLLARS TO ME, THEN PAY THE GOVERNMENT WHATEVER THEY DECIDE TO TAKE FROM YOU.....AND.LEAVE.ME.ALONE!!
*snap back to reality****
- "yes, yes of course we can do your taxes for you today....let me just get some information..."
.sigh.
.FML.
Has anyone heard of this website? its full of these stories of people who...well, have some rough times... FML....stands for...
.eff my life.
here is one of my fave stories from today.
Today, it was my birthday. My grandma gave me a hug and a check after wishing me a happy birthday and walked away giggling. I was excited because it was the only gift I had gotten all day. Ten minutes later, I realized that it was actually just my tax refund. FML
so a few weekends ago, I called .T1. from work and said "babe...I miss having a puppy....can we get a puppy?" and get this...he said YES! so that afternoonwe drove up to look at a pomeranian in the north...we all knew how this was going to end....
everyone,
meet Mr. Bosley
.FUZZ.BALL!
this kid is FULL of energy and has really been keeping daddy and I on our toes. but I love him. I get lonely at night, and the haunting hour is never good to me, so having a friend, someone to take care of...really makes me feel better. Boss is already bigger....hes going to be in our family, and furry... for a long time coming.
okay, im off...this whole post took me about a week to do...i'll get better, I promise.
.x.x.
.R.
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