This time tomorrow, GOD willing, I will be halfway to St. Lucia.
I hope it is fun, sunny, romantic and memorable. No injuries, please. Also, I really need to get on the plane on Wednesday back here. Fingers crossed.
Month: April 2014
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The worst new video
I'm not sure if you can embed things any more, but I'm going to try a few things here:
What do you get when you mix Gwen Stefani circa 2005 with Katy Perry's wardrobe and Ellie Goulding's hair? This is AWFUL and not original. Plus the Japanese is non-sense: "Everyone is the best, thank you! Cute cute cute cute" Seriously? Avril, you are better than this!
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Easter post
Now that Lent is over, and I've managed to read the New Testament, thanks to my Bible app which lets me know exactly how far I am behind on my plan, I can say a couple things.
1) reading the Bible is good for going to church-- its like actually doing to the reading before going to class
2) reading the New Testament makes me feel bad about myself, in spite of all the references to planting things-- especially as I am a person who lists drunkenness, debauchery, carousing and adultery as her main forms of entertainment. Also, I enjoyed reading about Paul's shipwreck far more than his long-winded letters.
Sigh, I'm going to hell. I picked the wrong week to pause drinking
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I've always wanted a stalker...
...how did he know?
I just had one of those bad days you have as a flight attendant. I was going to have a super long overnight in a place where I could see my beloved. We were on the way. We were in the AIR. Then some mechanical malfunction happened and brought my 20 hour date crashing down, though luckily not the plane. As the crew waited for the next NINE hours in the airport my enthusiasm for this job and for life in general waned. At least the used our plane for some bomb-sniffing practice
When we got back to Charlotte at last, the plan was just to pick up where the trip had left off tomorrow, leaving me time to go back to my own bed for the night (a small comfort considering). I was in the middle of writing my would-have-been date for the night to let him know I made it back when I got a text from him!
"Wow, long day for you. Glad you're back home at least
"Me: "Wait, how did you know? I was still just writing you when you texted...??"
"Just stalking you is all, miss fight #2013
"Me [burst into tears inappropriately on the bus] "I love you so much"
How did he know I've always wanted someone who will kinda check up on me for no reason? Gotta love that USAirways flight status mobile website. He surprised me before when I've been stressed about getting on a flight that looked full for personal travel, "yay! 11D!" (the site tells you what seat standbys are awarded)
Sometimes this guy seems so 'in-my-head' its ridiculous. Is this what its like when someone "gets" you? I think I've only ever felt this way and shared this much with other women (not like that, pervs). I don't think I shall ever get over this one. I feel the knife cutting deeper into my heart than it has been cut before. Clearly, I am doomed. Alas! Heyhat!
Then I went on a brisk walk for an hour (The outdoors! They do exist!) and saw the most beautiful tree in the world
