My tattoo about 4 hours after i got it. I got it done about a month ago and just realized that I hadn't told you guys about it. I need to get it touched up now just cuz the blacks a little patchy now that its healed.

Also as ridiculous as it seems I'm finally over my breakup... It's stupid I know, but I'm the one who ended up being the asshole for ending it and I'm the one who had his heart broken, because I was significantly more emotionally invested. I wanted it to work so bad and I think I convinced myself that I was in love with him, all I know is that it hurt like a mother for a few weeks after I finished it.


Rather unsurprising, but it's over between me and Kyle. For three weeks I was quite possibly the happiest person on the face of the planet, and then nothing happened. By nothing I mean he just stopped talking to me, no texts, no calls, no facebook chat... I went from being on top of the world to wondering what I had done wrong and alternating between being depressed and pissed off at him because I knew I had done nothing wrong. I decided that I wouldn't talk to him for a week.

Well that week passed, and on Valentine's Day I left him a message that basically said, "Thanks for being my first kiss, thanks for three really happy weeks, thanks for making me a stronger person who knows a little better what he wants and needs from someone else and have fun with whatever the fuck it is you're doing."

So I may still miss him and how he made me feel while we were together, but as the saying goes "better off unhappy alone than unhappy with someone."

Boys I'm back on the market :P

So today was quite possibly the BEST day of my ENTIRE LIFE!!!

It started out on Tuesday, I went out for breakfast with a guy that I've been talking to for a while. We hit it off pretty well and chatted over pancakes and eggs. We were there for about an hour and a half and we hugged when we left. We proceeded to text and facebook chat for the rest of the day.

Wednesday went pretty much the same way, text and facebook chat pretty much the entire day.

Today, started out with me going shopping with a friend and when I got home I texted him, he asked if I wanted to do anything so I suggested we watch a movie. He came over to my place and we watched Easy A. We cuddled for pretty much the entire movie. We went out for dinner and then we just drove around aimlessly for a while. I took him home and we hugged, and then he leaned in and kissed me... I'm still smiling... I'm awkward as fuck at kissing considering he was my first kiss but OMG it was amazing.


It's been too long since I've done this, and I do apologize. On the other hand I've actually developed a semi normal social life.

I got a few more piercings since the last time I posted. I got my hips redone with subdermal implants rather than the surface piercings. Unfortunately, I bumped my left one while at work and it healed its way out. I got my ears pierced in the middle of November, which leads to another story that I'll tell in a second, and today I had another two dermals put in (I'll post a pic when its healed a bit more.) I'm thinking of getting my navel done next but I'm not sure about it. In the next couple of months I'll probably get a tattoo as well, just to even out my sides, I'm oddly obsessed with being as symmetrical as possible.

So that other story I mentioned. The night I got my ears pierced I came home and no surprise my mom just looked at me and shook her head. A little later she asked me "What my girlfriend (when I get one) would think about all my piercings," I responded with an "I don't know." Shortly after this she asked me if I even wanted a girlfriend to which I said, "I know the answer but you probably won't like it." She asked me in a very round about fashion if I was gay, I gave her my answer and she got really quiet. She asked me why, I asked her why she liked dad when they were dating, she didn't respond.

She apparently called my sister sometime the next day while I was at work in a bit of a freak out thinking she had done something wrong, my sister said she was being insane and now that it was pointed out to her (my sister) it made total sense.

I told my other sister on the way up from Milwaukee a couple weeks before Christmas. She also said that made total sense now that I had actually said something.

I told Laura (who just happened to be my crush when I was like 6 and stupid) on the 29th of December and she said "You know, I was actually going to ask you... but I didn't want anything to be weird." She asked me if me telling her was a by product of the amount of liquor I had consumed at that point to which I just laughed and said that I had planned on letting some people know.

So after all that the grand total of people (who don't read this blog) who know without a doubt is 6.

Christmas was hectic, so much family and drama over stupid shit. Christmas Eve we went to a party at my second cousins house, loads of fun lots of liquor. We left there at about 6 to go to church, which did not make me happy (also I was a bit tipsy and I got stuck helping my dad usher.) Christmas Day my sister, her husband, and my niece all came over at about 2pm so they could open presents. Then we had my uncle and his family, my grandparents and everyone who was here already over for dinner. Mom cooked about 40 pounds more food than was actually needed so I was stuck eating left overs for the last 2 weeks, and its still not all gone.

I spent about $300 on new clothes in the last couple of months... dress clothes are so damn expensive. I also got some new super cute underwear. For Christmas I got a sweater "from my grandparents" which means that I picked it out and my dad paid for it with the money my grandparents gave him, and a desktop computer which I paid for initially and my parents paid me back.

Other than that I've been reading more which is good, and I've been rocking out to "Body Talk," by Robyn and a couple songs from Kylie Minogue's "Aphrodite."

I think that's it for today.



Sometimes I'm too nice for my own good. One of the guys at work needed Sunday off cuz Saturday is his anniversary and Monday is his wifes birthday. So to save him from the holy hell of a pissed off pregnant woman, I said I would work for him. Nice of me but incredibly stupid of me... Sunday was supposed to consist of 2 jobs both of which were pretty small, now it has 3 jobs one of which will take at least 3 hours to do.

Last time I said I would work for someone I ended up sliding 23 feet down the top of a tent, flying 6 feet out from the side of the tent and almost impaling myself on a stake. I swear I'm just a glutton for punishment.

Classes are going well so far, and this coming week all of my language classes begin. So I'll work from 7am to 4pm and then go to class from 5:30 to 8ish on Tuesday and Wednesday. No incredibly cute guys in my classes so far but I have high hopes for my night classes and there are loads of hunks walking the halls during the day so I'm pretty happy there.

Well thats all I've got for right now,



Ok, I know I've been absolute shit at doing this, and I'm not going to make any excuses as to why I haven't been posting. Cuz lets face it we all know that when someone says they've been "extremely busy" it just means they've been too lazy or too busy wanking it to take the time to post something.

Sadly both of those reasons are probably true in my case. It also comes down to me not thinking I have anything interesting to say, even though I know anyone who still reads this blog would be happy with a simple update. Starting now, as a 22nd birthday resolution, I'm going to try and post something at least once a week even if its just a "hey this week sucked at work" post.

Ok, so whats happened since my last post... well at work I've moved into the office since both of the girls that were in there quit. This is good because I can have a full time job while going to school, which means I might be able to save up enough money to get my own apartment. Speaking of school, its started again which I'm quite happy about. I have 3 night classes and 2 day ones, so I'm in class all day Monday and I can all day the rest of the week.

In July, I flew to Texas for my friends birthday and I'm definitely thinking that I'll need to make that a biannual event. In June, my cousin got married and all but 3 of our extended family was at the wedding. It was a ton of fun seeing most of my cousins and hanging out with them, the only problem with the wedding was the dj was absolute shit, so we ended up going back to the hotel at like 11. In August, I worked and thats about it. Septembers barely started, so who knows whats going to happen, but tomorrows my birthday and I'm definitely thinking that a tattoo is in order for my gift to myself.

Thats about all I have at the moment so...

Love and loads of hugs,


Viva Italia!

What would it take for me to marry a footballer???

PS: Ghana? Really USA team? Argentina, Spain or Brazil I totally understand but GHANA???

Got home today from my cousins wedding. Surprisingly there was only one blowout with my mother, I say surprisingly because when the two of us are in close quarters for more than a day we're normally about to tear each others throats out.

I know I shouldn't have even bothered to say anything but she was taking peoples place cards off the entrance table and putting them where they were supposed to go... I went up to her and asked her how the people were supposed to find where they were going to sit. She told me to shut up and leave her alone, which was a very excessive response considering the innocence of my question. Needless to say it pissed me off and it got a little out of hand, ultimately resulting in my mother's 3rd threat this year to throw me out of the house cuz of my "constant criticism" of her.

Other than that the wedding was nice, the food was really good and it was great seeing all my uncles, including the uncle and one of my cousins from Nevada and they haven't been able to visit for at least ten years. The DJ was awful everything was 80's music and slow dance stuff... one of my cousins started to heckle him but I don't think he noticed. The worst part was that my uncle told him to follow the requests and not any playlists he might have, but he played maybe 2 of the requests. So we left the dance portion of the reception pretty early.

In a little over 2 weeks, on the 11th, I'm flying to Texas! It'll be great to see Eric again and spend his 21st birthday with him. It'll also be great to get away from home and work for a while.

I'm 21 years old and I might as well just shave my head cuz where my cowlicks theres very little hair left... SO long story short I might be bald by the end of the week. I blame my mother cuz the bald gene is a X chromosome.

I start work tomorrow, yay... not. Get ready for posts with me bitching about how stupid people are!!!

Only a week left of school!!!

Oh I forgot to mention that I had to take my piercings out... I couldn't figure out a way to do my job and keep them in at the same time... so I decided that rather than having them rip out and make me scream like a little girl the first time I pick something super heavy up, I'd take them out and let them heal. I need to find a new way to be uniquely bizarre...

I've decided that in July I'm going to go to Texas and visit Eric for his 21st birthday (I've talked about him in a previous post or two). I haven't seen him in like a year and a half and I've missed him like crazy. He's one of the few people who fully understands that nine times out of ten when I say something it's meant as sarcasm cuz he's the same way.

Oh for anyone who hasn't checked out Torchy's blog he got himself a fondle and we should all be crazy happy for him! Go congratulate him!



PS: thanks to Sethy's surprisingly disturbing and disgusting comment I feel the need to state that there is no strange infection and there will be no gangrenous migration to any other part of my body.


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