Thursday, July 30, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
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i love you
don't be silly
we need to take care of mao together ok?
like this! (:
http://www.pandafix.com/pandafix/2006/01/16_baby_pandas_.html
don't be silly
we need to take care of mao together ok?
like this! (:
http://www.pandafix.com/pandafix/2006/01/16_baby_pandas_.html
Monday, July 20, 2009
summer
its a wonderful feeling when you realize how happy you are with your life. how content you are with everything and don't wish for anything to be different. and i think about the future too and im happy. everyone and everything has been so good to me, i must have finally done something right. im simply, very happy.
Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile
Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
i've got love in my tummy
because of all my whining about no cake and the stupid ex, my boyfriend sent me an edible arrangement (: it is lovely fruits smothered in very decadent chocolate. yummmm. it really (almost) makes up for the lack of birthday cake. i was so happy when i got it! i couldn't stop laughing and smiling like an idiot haha (: it's hard to stay angry at someone who knows you best and seduces you with chocolate
i swear it's one third finished heehee
i swear it's one third finished heeheelong distance really tests the decision part of love. sighh
i love you much
i love you much
Sunday, July 12, 2009
cheese biscuits
didn't have that much to do this weekend again (went to watch bruno which was a great mistake - don't watch it, wait for the pirated dvd) so started baking again (: cheese biscuits! i was like a factory worker pheww i think i have six dozen now hahaha
cheese biscuits topped with pecans!
factory worker izzy
cheese biscuits topped with pecans!
factory worker izzySaturday, July 11, 2009
not my heart or my head but my uterus
i think my actions and emotions have been controlled solely by my uterus lately. on friday i had a crazy junk food day. i ate a banana and watermelon for breakfast (normal) then a big piece of COOKIE CAKE for breakessrt (dessert for breakfast). lunch was a turkey avacado wrap (ok) followed by two peanut butter twix bars. then dinner was fast food chick filla omggg a whole burger and waffle fries AND a milkshake. omgggg
on top of that my boyfriend paranoia levels are way over the top too. it was the ex's birthday and he bought her a cake which yeah ok is a nice friendly thing to do blah blah blah but he didn't buy me a cake for my birthday ): i know that sounds like a kindergarden whine but i'm a the girlfriend right?? i didn't get a cake or anything at all as a matter of fact. why is she so special??
maybe part of the reason is that all my ex's are assholes and none have ever been as nice to me as he is to her. so in my mind his behavior is clearly irrational and lined with an ulterior motive. NO ONE SHOULD BE THAT NICE TO AN EX. especially an ex who just very recently became an ex!!!! arghhh what is so important about her that she deserves this treatment?
to make matters worse, i think i just promised i wouldn't dance with other boys even if we go on a break. i'm not sure how that happened. i was having lunch and reading this awesome ad magazine (examples below) when he called all pissed off that if i say i won't why can't i just promise? well promises aren't so flimsy darling; if i make them i never break them. sighh i somehow feel like my heart, influenced by my uterus and outrightly ignoring my head, was conned into that "choice". it is very unfair and asymmetrical, i am aware.
we fought about promises too because he didn't keep one. i knew he wouldn't it was made on a drunken whim. we've been arguing a lot lately i hate it it's never been like this. it always ends ok we make up and its even good in the sense that we talk and get things out of the way but we've never fought so much ): ):
it's hard when the future is so uncertain. it stinks.
well here are some of the best ads i've seen (communication ad's advertising annual agrees):
on top of that my boyfriend paranoia levels are way over the top too. it was the ex's birthday and he bought her a cake which yeah ok is a nice friendly thing to do blah blah blah but he didn't buy me a cake for my birthday ): i know that sounds like a kindergarden whine but i'm a the girlfriend right?? i didn't get a cake or anything at all as a matter of fact. why is she so special??
maybe part of the reason is that all my ex's are assholes and none have ever been as nice to me as he is to her. so in my mind his behavior is clearly irrational and lined with an ulterior motive. NO ONE SHOULD BE THAT NICE TO AN EX. especially an ex who just very recently became an ex!!!! arghhh what is so important about her that she deserves this treatment?
to make matters worse, i think i just promised i wouldn't dance with other boys even if we go on a break. i'm not sure how that happened. i was having lunch and reading this awesome ad magazine (examples below) when he called all pissed off that if i say i won't why can't i just promise? well promises aren't so flimsy darling; if i make them i never break them. sighh i somehow feel like my heart, influenced by my uterus and outrightly ignoring my head, was conned into that "choice". it is very unfair and asymmetrical, i am aware.
we fought about promises too because he didn't keep one. i knew he wouldn't it was made on a drunken whim. we've been arguing a lot lately i hate it it's never been like this. it always ends ok we make up and its even good in the sense that we talk and get things out of the way but we've never fought so much ): ):
it's hard when the future is so uncertain. it stinks.
well here are some of the best ads i've seen (communication ad's advertising annual agrees):
Thursday, July 9, 2009
love the one you're with
on ex's
Suzanne runs her hands through her long, curly hair and continues, "Second of all, Leo and Andy are connected, by simple virtue of the fact that you love - or once loved - them both."
I give my sister a disconcerted look. "How do you figure?"
"Because," she says, "no matter how much or how little two people you love have in common...or whether they overlap or have a decade between them...or whether they hate each others guts or know absolutely nothing about one another... they're still linked in some strange way. They're still stuck in the same fraternity, just as you're in a sorority with everyone they've ever loved. There's just an unspoken kinship there, like it or not.'"
on cheating
A minute of silence passes and then Suzanne says, “Can I ask you a question?”
“Of course,” I say.
Suzanne pauses and then says, “Do you love him?”
I’m not sure who she means – Andy or Leo – but either way, I tell her yes, I do.
“Then don’t do this,” she says, obviously talking about Andy.
“Suzanne,” I say, glancing down the hall toward Leo. “It’s not that simple.”
“Yes it is,” she says, cutting me off. “See, that’s the thing Ell. It really is that simple.”
on love
But maybe that’s what it all comes down to. Love, not as a surge of passion, but as a choice to commit to something, someone, no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way. And maybe making that choice, again and again, day in and day out, year after year, says more about love than never having a choice to make at all.
Suzanne runs her hands through her long, curly hair and continues, "Second of all, Leo and Andy are connected, by simple virtue of the fact that you love - or once loved - them both."
I give my sister a disconcerted look. "How do you figure?"
"Because," she says, "no matter how much or how little two people you love have in common...or whether they overlap or have a decade between them...or whether they hate each others guts or know absolutely nothing about one another... they're still linked in some strange way. They're still stuck in the same fraternity, just as you're in a sorority with everyone they've ever loved. There's just an unspoken kinship there, like it or not.'"
on cheating
A minute of silence passes and then Suzanne says, “Can I ask you a question?”
“Of course,” I say.
Suzanne pauses and then says, “Do you love him?”
I’m not sure who she means – Andy or Leo – but either way, I tell her yes, I do.
“Then don’t do this,” she says, obviously talking about Andy.
“Suzanne,” I say, glancing down the hall toward Leo. “It’s not that simple.”
“Yes it is,” she says, cutting me off. “See, that’s the thing Ell. It really is that simple.”
on love
But maybe that’s what it all comes down to. Love, not as a surge of passion, but as a choice to commit to something, someone, no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way. And maybe making that choice, again and again, day in and day out, year after year, says more about love than never having a choice to make at all.
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