Ha So yea i was good today, better than yesterday or the day before.
Then my husband came home, he tells me his sister is going to have a girl.
I said ha thats funny they only had a boys name picked out.
He says; "yea, there happy, but..."
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME BUT, BUT WHAT YOUR FUCKING PREGNANT SHUT UP AND DEAL WITH THE PAIN AND ACHES AND YOUR HUSBAND BEING SOOOO NICE TO YOU AND NOW OH MY OH NO ITS A DAMN GIRL THATS SO SAD AND HEART BREAKING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH HHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Monday, February 23, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
My brain has gone away.
I need to apologize for my craziness earlier, I am sorry.
I have since calmed down, and of course have gone right back to my blog. I love my blog. It is this tunnel that brings me to a lone paradise where all is clear and safe. It has no openings where i can fall or get hurt or have emotions. I frikken love it. This is my winter motorcycle. AAAAgghhh. (big sigh of relief)
My hubby and I went to Stella Blu tonight. It was delectible. I highly reccomend, but remeber we are not picky, for those of you who are (you know who you are,he he ).
I have a cold. A full blown cold, finally it took like three days to get here. First the scratchy thoat, and than a headache, and then the eyes get watery. Right now i am expierencing a itchy throat and need to go take something casue its f*ing annoying.
I must end on short notice, for my cat is stabbing me in the arm, an arm that is halping me write this and so i say good night. I need to pay atention to my cat.
I have since calmed down, and of course have gone right back to my blog. I love my blog. It is this tunnel that brings me to a lone paradise where all is clear and safe. It has no openings where i can fall or get hurt or have emotions. I frikken love it. This is my winter motorcycle. AAAAgghhh. (big sigh of relief)
My hubby and I went to Stella Blu tonight. It was delectible. I highly reccomend, but remeber we are not picky, for those of you who are (you know who you are,he he ).
I have a cold. A full blown cold, finally it took like three days to get here. First the scratchy thoat, and than a headache, and then the eyes get watery. Right now i am expierencing a itchy throat and need to go take something casue its f*ing annoying.
I must end on short notice, for my cat is stabbing me in the arm, an arm that is halping me write this and so i say good night. I need to pay atention to my cat.
Brain, Brain, Go away, Come back another day.
So my hubby is home and things are better than i ever expected them to be. Cheers for that. He is not in a bad mood as i assumed. He is loving me and giving me random kisses and hugs, hmm like he actually missed me or something. Well So everything is hunky dory.
NO, not exactly.
So we are officially trying to have a child now, I should be excited and full of joy. I thought i wouls change for the better becasue we are actually trying, that i would take things lighter, and easier. The truth, still everytime i see a pregnant woman or hear about babies or hear a baby i get this empty feeling inside me. Why is it this way for me. I have not technically been ecen trying and so technically i have not had any problems. I have this overwhelming intuition that something is not going to work right.
The reason i write this blog is that it makes me feel SOOO much better to vent, so this morning DH is on the phone (haha i used DH although all my followeres know who he is haha). Anyway, he is on the phone with someone and after he gets off i asked who it was, he replies an old friend. He then continues to say that this guys mother is going to have three granchildren in one week. AWESOME FOR HER. He THEN decides to tell me, not that i got mad or anything in front of him but his ex-girlfriend is pregnant for the third time. AWESOME. So happy for her. Actually my true feelings are as follows;
FUCK EVERYONE WHO IS PREGNANT AND I HOPE THEY DIE.
Maybe a little harsh but you know what that is how i feel and if i hold it in they may get stronger, so brain brain go away come again another day. PLEEEASE
I do not want to feel like a psycho raging murderer anymore.
NO, not exactly.
So we are officially trying to have a child now, I should be excited and full of joy. I thought i wouls change for the better becasue we are actually trying, that i would take things lighter, and easier. The truth, still everytime i see a pregnant woman or hear about babies or hear a baby i get this empty feeling inside me. Why is it this way for me. I have not technically been ecen trying and so technically i have not had any problems. I have this overwhelming intuition that something is not going to work right.
The reason i write this blog is that it makes me feel SOOO much better to vent, so this morning DH is on the phone (haha i used DH although all my followeres know who he is haha). Anyway, he is on the phone with someone and after he gets off i asked who it was, he replies an old friend. He then continues to say that this guys mother is going to have three granchildren in one week. AWESOME FOR HER. He THEN decides to tell me, not that i got mad or anything in front of him but his ex-girlfriend is pregnant for the third time. AWESOME. So happy for her. Actually my true feelings are as follows;
FUCK EVERYONE WHO IS PREGNANT AND I HOPE THEY DIE.
Maybe a little harsh but you know what that is how i feel and if i hold it in they may get stronger, so brain brain go away come again another day. PLEEEASE
I do not want to feel like a psycho raging murderer anymore.
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- Hopefully you will all get to know me very well, as my whole entire blog will be the latter "about me" but until then 24 years of age living in what was once called the number one city in america, but i bet none of you know this. I do not and will not capitilize my i's that are in the middle of a sentence. I am married to a man who has a big heart but it is hidden and i am on the forever journey to try and find it. I recently thought of starting a blog because i believe some things that happen in life are worth writing down. This might be a string off of my new found love of books.
