I originally planned to do this really fun, happy post that was completely me, but then as I was getting ready to leave the house this morning my dad was talking about his problems at work again, which has become an everyday topic seeing as how they are constantly putting him down and trying to get him fired and ganging up on him. They have created a hostile work environment. I've posted on this topic before and how much it really bothered me that his old boss committed suicide because of all the stress. I am to my whits end. I do not want my dad to worry himself to death. He said this morning that he believed they had someone watching his every move trying to set him up and the other day he mentioned that one of them made it point to say they had been talking about their "situation" to their lawyer. My father has done nothing wrong and does 85% of the work coming from that building and because he is friends with the president of my school they want to cause even more drama. Well I'll be darned if I let them sit there and stress my father out so much that its all he thinks and talks about(thats what is happening at the moment, EVERYDAY, EVERY MEAL, EVERY CONVERSATION). I'm losing my mind in the process of worrying about my father. Anyways he was talking about it this morning and I was like will you please stop worrying about it so much. I was like I know its hard not to but please don't worry about it so much because you have done nothing wrong. Well he got upset with me and was like fine then I want talk about it anymore around you. I jumped in with my fiesty self then and was like I'm trying to tell you to stop worrying about it so much before you worry yourself to death and down came the flood of tears. I could have cried a freaking river at the start of my tears and I told him I hated them people because of what they are doing and that I didn't want to lose him. I had all of them crying because of it. Anyways I ask that y'all please keep my father in your prayers. It would mean so much to me. We are still also praying for my grandma in hopes that those tumors they found are not cancerous.
Alright, sorry for my crazy rampage! Now back to my scheduled post(I'm about to sound very bipoler, but I promise this was written at two different times of the day..lol)
I'm that girl! You know the one; the ditsy; would lose her mind if somebody wasn't there to keep her in check 24/7; just a little bit loco; shy but talkative around people she knows; young at heart; living it up; can't plan for shiznit; and always forgetting things chica.
You see, I'm that girl, the one that gets a shower and when ready to get out realizes she didn't even lay a towel out.
I'm the girl that packs her bags and brings tooth paste but forgets her tooth brush, brings shaving cream but forgets her razor, and brings hairspray but forgets her brush.
I'm the girl that dances in the kitchen to latin music or any music with a really good beat, while cooking and baking, and still manages to make a pretty darn good meal.
I'm the girl that can't pass by a shoe isle without spending at least 10 minutes or longer checking out some shoes.
I'm also the same girl, that has a million and one shoes, but only finds time to wear about ten of them. (But thats changes, I'm no longer just collecting shoes, I'm going to be strutting them)
I'm the girl you can hear a mile away walking in those same heels mentioned about because, well I have that modeling background where I did runway every Sunday faithfully.
I'm the girl that can't stay on one topic for 15 minutes. I can't do homework for blogs and facebook. I can't read a book for deciding to watch a movie, that's probably even why I dance while cooking.
I can't make up my mind for nothing in the world. I am literally that girl that goes in the stor for one thing and walks around with two things TRYING to decide which one I really want more, normally leaving the store with both!
I'm the girl who is very mature for my age, but still loves kiddy things, like ♥Dora♥, peace signs,♥cuppycakes♥, ♥Carebears♥, and ♥hello kitty&hearts. But dont get me wrong, I love the big girl things too like Marilyn Monroe, Betty Boop, Audrey Hepburn, Zebra, shot glasses, SHOES, dresses, makeup (especially bright colors), salt shakers, and just life in general.
I'm the girl racing you at the red light. Thats right, My Mustang Sally gets up and hauls some booty. Oh but she's still beautiful. She's white with a convertable black top. She has the manly pretties, but she also has those adorable feminine features, like Stang written across the windshield in pink and her pink GA bulldogs car tag, and her pink pimped out ride accesories inside. Oh I love my baby even if she wants to be mean and have a tummy ache(transmission).
I'm the girl that talks to everything; Mustang Sally, my food, my clothes, my pens, my paper, my phone, my computer, oh jeez the list will go on and on without a doubt. I talk to everything.
Well thats a lot to take in about this loco chica right here, so I will leave y'all with that little bit of love about me:) I hope I didn't scare you all away!! hehe
And here is my fashion friday pic!!
Friday, February 5, 2010
I'm THAT girl!
Posted by capperson at 7:09 AM
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