Fun Thingy

20 years ago: I was 7. I guess that puts me in first grade? My teacher was Mrs. Sleight. I don’t remember much about her.

10 years ago: I was 17. Finishing up Jr. year of high school. I think I was working at Hollywood Video, but not dating Sterling yet.


5 years ago: I was 22. I don’t think I was dating anyone because the previous few months, were hard for me. My BF at the time, broke up with me. I lost my best friend to a witch who wouldn’t let him talk to me or his family, my grandpa died, etc. Although I did become friends with Becci and Adam so that was the highlight of that year.

3 years ago: I was 24. I’d been at my current job for only a couple months. I was living with my BF, Jason, in my first apartment away from my mom and things were starting to go downhill. I don’t think I’d quite started talking to Jase (my hubby) yet, so things were kinda in the middle of being good and being bad.

1 year ago: I was 26. I had only been married 4 months and we were getting ready to start looking for houses.

1 month ago: I had only been back at my normal job for about a week and was bored silly.

1 week ago: We bought our new bedroom set!

1 day ago: I wasn’t feeling well and took a nap on the couch. Then my dad came over to play on the computer and Jase’s parents came over to give us some cookies they made. We went to dinner at Gma’s and I fell asleep on the couch again when we got home.


I am: at work and bored silly.

I think: I should really ask for more things to do so I don’t go nuts!

I know: that I’m happy in my relationship, despite what I hear others think.

I want: a lot. I’m a very jealous person

I dislike: my weight right now, and it’s gonna get worse

I miss: singing and hanging out with my friends

I fear: Losing a loved one.

I feel: anxious

I hear: the hum of the heater under my desk. Brr it’s cold today.

I smell: dirt. My work smells like dirt

I crave: taco bell

I cry: all the freaking time. During confrontation, when I’m upset, when I Get my feelings hurt, etc.

I usually: have nothing to do

I search: for the answers to my questions

I regret: not singing more, being afraid, not standing up for myself

I love: my husband, my son, my mom, my family and my friends.

I care: about how others see me

I always: feel tired

I worry: that I’m going to be an awful pregnant lady

I am not: motivated to do much

I remember: every one of my boyfriends names and most of their phone numbers

I believe: that I could be better

I dance: in the kitchen when I’m in a good mood

I sing: in the car all the time

I don't always: eat right, exercise, get enough sleep

I argue: about one dumb thing at least everyday

I write: in my blog

I win: every argument I can, of course

I lose: myself sometimes

I wish: I had more confident and motivation

I listen: to music on my way to work everyday

I don't understand: a lot of things. Why I’m so scared of things, why people don’t make the right decisions, why certain people haven’t learned lessons

I can usually be found: at work, on the computer

I am scared: of being a bad person, people dying, pets dying, not being happy

I need: to pull my head out of my butt and realize there’s more to being happy than what everyone else has

I forget: hardly anything. I remember weird silly things that most people wouldn’t.


I am happy: when I’m with Jase, when I’m home safe and sound, when I have friends, when people care about me, when I see rainbows, when I have money to spend on frivolous things, when Jase’s says he loves me, when Killian says he loves me, when my mom isn’t embarrassed by me, etc.