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made it 30mins on Wii Fit! and 7.5lbs to go of my 10lbs in 2 weeks goal! sweet deal! i actually feel good :D

i will apologize now for the rambling and possible incoherentness. 

LADDERS! I DON’T LIKE BEING ON LADDERS!! i have too now and again to put things away at work. but i am 5 foot and 7 inches tall and i REALLY DON’T LIKE BEING ON LADDERS! it’s not really a height issue, it’s a i-feel-like-i’m-gonna-fall-any-moment issue. so practically rearranging the back room at work going up and down a ladder with stuff is not my idea of a good day at work! i think i sweated of a off a pound just from the nerves! i ended up pinching 2 fingers! 1 i don’t even remember how! and a bruise i don’t even know how i got! i ended up dropping things and even broke a plexi graphic tee display thing!

i work in a children’s clothing store so i get to see all the cute baby/toddler clothes. why is it that i like the boys stuff way better than the girls stuff?! it just makes want a little boy that much more! as it is i already feel my bio clock ticking and i am approaching my 27th birthday. i want babies so badly! i do want to be married 1st of course. but my body seems to be crying out for motherhood! not fun at all i tell ya!

speaking of marriage! when will my boyfriend ask for my hand?! something else that has been driving just as insane as the want of children! i know he wants to marry. i even know he wants to marry ME. but when?! i’m not getting younger! i know people are having kids later in life now days, but i don’t want to one of them!

i have an exercise partner now! sort of, anyways. one of my aunts who also has wii fit will be competing with me. details yet to be figured out :P but we will be challenging and supporting each other in our weight loss!

trying to motivate my self….

• smaller clothes sizes
• look better?
• better self-confidence?
• thighs won’t rub together?
• healthier
• better for any future babies

question mark mean doubts.

nothing like getting sick from the sun, nearly fainting 3x and therefore not going to work. i still have a major headache. of course it was till just a moment ago that i was able to take anything.

i hate working retail!!!! or at least the one that base your hours off of how many of their stupid credit cards you push the customers to sign up for!

don’t they realize that people don’t want their credit scores to suck so much?!

*rage*

how did it become mine?

because i took the responsibility for the kitchen. i knew on one else would do it. 

i decided to make a set of monochrome fairies, ex. 

 (which i made in muro{on www.deviantart.com) because of the feedback i have gotten. since i have mostly given up on muro (it had become a pain to use a few times). so i’m making the next monochrome in photoshop, which is only a pain because the tools i used in muro don’t exist in photoshop. i am hoping that this blue fairy stays true to style of the purple one everyone seems to love so much.

but is is proving difficult to focus because of the terrible cramps i am suffering from (the ibuprofen i just took hasn’t kicked in yet). it feels like i’m being stabbed repeatedly in my sides. girls, you know what i mean. boys, sorry you are reading this.

WHAT?!?!?!?!? WHAT’S WITH KILLING OFF THE CAST??? or what looks like killing of the cast?!?

it goes without saying how important something is can vary greatly between guys and girls and varying degrees there after. i state it to set the subject.

a bathroom trash can for example.

a guy:what does he need it for? *shrug*

a girl on the other hand will find plenty to put in it.

my boyfriend told me today that i thought the matter way too important. huh. let me think on that.

days ago: important enough, but we can manage without. for now.

when i had the feeling my monthly visitor should arrive soon: gain in importance, but i can do without for the moment.

when my period started: very important. please find it (he owns a bathroom set he says). he forgot.

today: very much important! hey, can you look? does. can’t find it. probably in attic. attic to hard to get into. it’s not that important he says.

*ok, so there is some paraphrasing here.*

that would be me. and one of the grossest showers i have ever seen. i can not clean the shower all in one go. it’s too much to clean. i will try to spare you the nitty gritty details. it’s that gross.

it was when i was having a hard breathing (yes, the exhausts fan was already on) and my eyes were getting watery that i realized i wouldn’t be able to clean the whole shower all in one go. it’s impossible…for me anyway. but i am starting to see some grout under all that ew.

i can still smell the stench of bleach on me.

if you’re not going to wash your dish, bowl, pot, pan or whatever right away, soak it! put some water in it!! it will make it that much easier to wash later on. whenever you do come back to it.

i used to actually like my job. i liked the people at work. i liked working with them. no more. store manager got hurt. one of the assistant managers left (i liked working with her) and now the lead cashier is leaving! me no likey work no more!

what’s left is an assistant manager that doesn’t really know what she’s doing and wonders why some of us aren’t working well for her. here’s a tip: don’t treat your employees like they are idiots!!!

couldn’t fall asleep right away last night. as far as i knew i had nothing on my mind to be restless about. but my dreams tell me otherwise. it didn’t take me a dream signs website to know what certain signs meant. everything that happened in the dream seemed to go wrong, mostly because of me.

i don’t know if it’s the dream that has me all on edge and uncaring or if i’m just starting to pms.

i do know i’m tired, irritated, and frustrated. and now i seem to be getting a headache. the frustration is from the group character i am working on (see last post).

i am so not looking forward to going to work. i have a closing shift. that part can be not so bad. here’s hoping.

this time he actually brought out dishes. mostly silverware!!

*happy*

who hoards dirty dishes in their room and never brings them out?!

i know of one person at the moment. bf’s brother. 

it always seems to me that about the 2nd or 3rd day after i have done dishes = run the dishwasher we are completely out of forks and spoons. there are, count us, 3 people in this house! the usual set of silverware has 4 of large forks, small forks, large (table) spoons, and small (tea) spoons, right?? and some households also have miscellanea forks and spoons. we being one such.

i just want all the dishes out of his room so they can be done. he won’t bring them out till he’s ready to do them.

every time i ask if he has dishes in his room (i ask when i’m loading the dishwasher) he says he’ll bring them out later and wash them himself cause they are crusty and what not. this frustrates me to no end! because he does not bring them out!

if i’m loading the dishwasher and asking for dishes doesn’t it imply that i’m willing to clean said dishes myself???

i like to take my usernames from books. usually characters i can relate to…or most likely envy or in a few cases both. in this case i asked myself “if i was a character in a book what would my name be?” huh. my answer to myself had nothing to do with the question. i guess it’s not the questions we ask, but the ones we don’t.

the answer: wish i was alice.

the alice in question is 2 really (i need a new word :/ ). alice from wonderland and alice cullen.

either one would be nice. one is an escape from reality and the other can know the future…except with shape-shifters, but that’s ok :)

don’t take my dislike for one particular cat for hatred for all household felines.

such a viscous circle! the cat and her master. the master (bf’s brother and our roommate) doesn’t clean the litter box nearly as often as is deserved…that’s not quite right…demanded! that’s a very apt word. so she, the cat, does what i hear all cats would do. for those that don’t know, i feel compelled to explain, she poops. everywhere. not in our (bf’s and mine) bedroom cause we keep the door shut. and not yet in the bathroom, where she drinks out of the toilet.

how do you even get a cat to drink from a toilet in the first place?! not sure i really want to know….

while at work this morning i came to the realization that i’m not sleeping well because i am way stressed out. of course, it does not help that some of the stress comes from said work place.

so….how was i going to relieve the stress? i already make art *points to self, artist*, but that can only do so much. for the curious http://tinker-domi.deviantart.com/

*light bulb* sister has tumblr…just take a page from her book and see if it works…. who cares if it’s read or not anyways? just leave out the names and we’re all good!

so far my shoulder even feel a bit lighter….or that could be fatigue going away. either way i think this will help :)