I don’t understand how Sehun can look so fucking gorgeous all the fucking time. No matter what type or color hair he has, what he’s wearing, what angle the picture is taken from, he just always looks so absolutely stunning. Like, the light always seems to fall perfectly on his face to highlight all of his facial features and ugh, he’s literally breathtaking. Why is he my bias, he ruined my life. Fucking Oh Sehun.
i don’t think i’m ever going to get over the fact that either harry and louis chose the butterfly and it is what it is tattoos and their placement on their bodies together, or else fate ships them in the most absurd “here two separate people who aren’t together look at these tattoo designs from years ago pick these two that go with each other you should get one each tattooed in these precise places on your bodies so they match exactly how they’re set out on this piece of paper” way possible…
i can’t think of a more beautiful, touching, wonderful way to end the office. greg wrote an amazing episode that made us feel like it was okay to let go of the characters. we can let them go because they will all be okay. they all have grown and have found their way. they are all moving in different directions but they love and appreciate where they came from. they will always be a family.
thank you, greg daniels.
i really want to cry but right now my tears just won;t come out, lol.
idk, I AM sad, but at the moment I feel really proud of the boys. With two failed attempt in European games for the past two seasons, I think many are sceptical with our team in the beginning of this season. Sure, we probably can be Bundesliga champion again or win the DFB Pokal but Champions League? With us being in the group of champions; the Group of Death along side Real Madrid, Ajax Amsterdam and Machester City, many predict we won’t get past the group stage again.
But the guys proved them [and us?] wrong. We came out as leader of the group, we fucking won and drew against Real Madrid where a couple of years earlier we lost 0:5 to them. And we went to the final. Yes we lost, but with a small margin. And I’m so fucking proud of them.
With a team that consists of youngsters with mostly have only 1 year of CL experience, I just want to thank them for their passion and bravery. Of course, not forgetting the man himself, Kloppo, and the rest of BVB staffs. Let’s play wonderfully again in next CL.
yeah ok fuck now i’m crying
i think harry reads the criticism about him like remember his olive green beanie? so many said how gross it was and how ugly it was and he stopped wearing it. or those shirtless pictures of him where he wasn’t as defined? people called him fat and he started working out a lot and now he’s defined again. i think he’s trying to change himself to please people and it makes me very upset
My mom is staying with me for a while, not sure how long. I have no time to drive her upstate, so I’ll have to wait for my sis to get her.
Something is definitely going on mentally with her. It makes me so very sad.
She called me at work during clinic and this was our conversation:
Her: (panicked) Neesie! Where are you! I woke up and you aren’t here.
Me: Mom, remember we talked this morning. I’m at work and will be here for 24 hours.
Her: what? Oh, oh ok. I think I remember. You deliver babies.
One hour later…
Her: Neesie! Who is getting Sonja?! Am I supposed to pick up Sonja?!
Me: No, mama, it’s B’s night, remember?
Her: I was using your Netflix and a message popped up about you using $25,000 with your sister. Are you trying to get my inheritance?
Me: What in the world are you talking about?
Her: (dramatically) I don’t care! Take it all. You all want me dead anyway.
When I got home, I asked her to show me the message. She had gone into my Facebook messages and read a message between me and my sis about the fundraising for my Rwanda trip. I showed her and I showed her the fundraising page with the goal of $25,000. I reassured her that we weren’t after her money.
She is forgetful, losing her hearing and becoming more paranoid. I had to warn my babysitter that my mom may say inappropriate things but, to pay them no mind.
Sonja: yeah, talk loud and clearly to her or she gets really mean.
My stress level is on 12. The walk today helped. Pharmaceuticals help more. The amount of things I have to do over the next week gives me palpitations.
I need a day of Netflix and sex and Thai takeout.
I’ve been in a weird place lately. I’ve talked about it a bit on here. Tonight, I had dinner with my friend whom I haven’t seen in a while and I just talked and talked. Told her everything that was going on, everything that I was worried about, things I am working on, plans I have. I also told her about this blah feeling that I have been having. This feeling of almost nothing. The weird thing is that it isn’t a bad nothing, in a way, it’s a peaceful nothing.
I am so used to being very happy or very sad. almost bipolar, although not to that extreme. I do feel like I have the tendency to obsess over things whether good or bad and for the first time that I can remember, I am not doing that. I am not obsessed about my husband and making him love me or obsessing over finding every bit of proof that he was cheating on me and then not doing anything about it and obsessing that I was an idiot for not doing it. I am not obsessed about him having a baby and am really enjoying that beautiful little baby who is my daughter’s sister. I am not obsessing about my weight. I know I need to work on it more, but I like food. It makes me happy and I know I will figure out the balance. I am not obsessing over exercise and making sure that I go every second that I can, I am not obsessing over internet relationships. I have no control over what happens in other people’s lives. No matter how much I wish someone lived close, it’s just not my reality. I am not pretending that a skype relationship makes me happy, because it doesn’t and I just don’t want something that is a fantasy. I am not checking tumblr and facebook obsessively. I am reading more and I can actually concentrate for more than 5 minutes. I am not obsessing over dating guys because I think I should be or because I just want to have sex (although, that wouldn’t be a bad thing :P). I am not worried so much about work because my brain is clear from all the above clutter to be able to do a better job.
I thought that I was going through some sort of depressive episode, but I am beginning to see that it is not. It is normal. I was truly missing the extreme feelings that I usually feel, but I think I am getting a respite. I of course always go back to all things Broadway and I keep thinking of Diana singing “I Miss the Mountains” in Next to Normal. I get it, and that scares me a bit. I have to remind myself that this is a good thing. Not having the highs and lows have made me a better mom, midwife, sister and friend.
I have such good things going on right now. If I meet someone, great, if not, I’ll go on my adventures and live my life. It’s really a pretty awesome life and I am just going to enjoy it.
Remind me of this post when I start obsessing over something in the future:)