Sunday, September 19, 2010

the ups & downs

why do we as women give so much power to the male species? somehow they manage to control our thoughts & emotions & feelings & we just let it happen. why is it so difficult to be happy when you have so much good going on in your life, but yet you dont know what the man in your life is thinking & that brings you down from that cloud 9 you should be on... why can't we think like them and just not care and brush things off so easily. why is it so easy for them to not let one single thing we do affect their mood & day? they know it'll all be fine tomorrow. as is 99% of the time true. but we want answers. we want to know that it's all good NOW. not tomorrow. patience. ugh. why can we not keep that empowered feeling all the time and never let a look or a text or a phone call or a word or a statement get in our heads and get us down. why is that sooooo difficult for women? so up. so down. such a rollercoaster. dont get me wrong, it certainly keeps me on my toes, that's for certain... & i do love that thrill... but i just really wish my mood was not so easily affected. why do i have to care so much?

geez. just gotta shake it off. not worry so much & just live MY life. why is it so clear when i sit here & type it out or when i'm out on an afternoon jog? why can't i keep that clear mind allllll the time. i need to do more yoga i think. yes, that is the answer. yoga, running, pilates, dancing. they fix everything. me. me. me. it's all about me. remember it. dont forget it. play their game & win. you know you're worth that & deserve that & are wayyyyy better than that. so don't forget it. k? k.

in other news... i had a thrill of a weekend. whew.
to sum it up in a few short statements...
old no. 7 was my best friend.
old no. 7 was my caloric intake. total.
old no. 7 was my fun train.
locked doors. x2, 1 bad, 1 very VERY good.
lesbians with hands & pickup lines
carrie underwood compliments galore.
dum dums & gum.
baseball alumni in love.
doughnuts & m&ms.
sneaking out of windows.
a nice hot shower.
& a taco bell mexi pizza.

all in all, success in fun land was accomplished.
i do love life. the ups, the downs, the crazies, the happys, the dramas, the everythings.
i love it all.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

toughen up

i have GOT to stop thinking so much. i have GOT to stop being such a girl. what is my problem. i'm about to ruin things for myself. who am i right now. take a chill pill. be yourself don't worry about everyone else. don't worry about anything. stick to your way of thinking and knowing everything happens for a reason. chill. out. be tough. don't be stupid. but at the same time don't let anyone make you feel you are except yourself. in fact, just don't let anyone make you feel stupid. you're not. sheesh. chill out.

a perfect night. or not.




Well tell me what you're starin' at
What it is, where it's at
I wanna know
Yeah I know what you'll probly say
You'll find your own way but I wanna hear you tell me so
So come down off your throne
Yeah we don't really wanna be alone

It's such a perfect night
A perfect night for losin'
A perfect night for fallin down
Perfect night for stayin somewhere else
Get me outta my head
What was the last thing that ya said?
I'm slipping over the edge and I don't wanna hear you tell me to pull myself back in
It's such a perfect night

Well I've been cursed, I have been blessed
And I admit I've been obsessed with you
Yeah I like how you can stand alone
You're bitter into the bone, I know it's true
It makes me wanna be near you
Yeah just to see what you might do

It's such a perfect night
A perfect night for losin'
A perfect night for fallin down
Perfect night for stayin somewhere else
Get me outta my head
What was the last thing that ya said?
I'm slipping over the edge and I don't wanna hear you tell me to pull myself back in
It's such a perfect night