Office by Alex Penny
JMBA. Volleyball; Zombies; Owls; Make-Up; Acuras. Just a few of my favorite things.
Our talks bring a smile to my face every single time.
It’s nice to know that its a typical male thing and that I’m not alone in this. Ahahaha :)
You’ve always been my mentor on these things.
I <3 you! :)
I love you too. <3
I love make-up. No, “love” would be an understatement. I’m obsessed, pretty much. I have a hobby I can’t afford. I’ve been working six days a week and picking up shifts because I know I’m gonna be broke for the next month. I have to buy my contacts and pay off some things and there goes the paycheck I’m getting tomorrow. In the next two weeks I’m getting paid a lot just because I worked six days last week and five this week, and that paycheck is only gonna cover me and Jan’s trip to the Aquarium of the Pacific and my Dad’s birthday. The trip to the Aquarium is all my treat — $90 for both our tickets, gas for my car for the trip, and dinner at BJ’s or the Cheesecake after. I’ve estimated the whole trip to be about $160. Then that same weekend is also my Dad’s birthday. Again, a $100+ expense. Oh well. My needs come later, I suppose. But I’ve been really wanting to go to Sephora and pick up a few things. For now I’m gonna work on buying some make-up brushes from Sigma, ELF, and BHcosmetics. I’m gonna be so excited when these boxes come in because I’ve been wanting to splurge on some make-up for quite some time now. I have a problem, I know. All I do when I’m on the computer is watch tutorials and online shop for things I want.
So today I woke up in the morning and got ready to head out for my dentist appointment at 11:30. The left side of my mouth was numb, so every time I tried to rinse whenever my doctor asked me to water would spew out from the left side of my mouth. Anyways, I was out by 12 so I got gas and then I picked up my brothers at home to go to Chick-Fil-A in Hollywood. We ate, I took them back home, and I picked up Jan so we could go to Half & Half Tea House in Monterey Park. After we finished up there we went back to his house where Abby and Joey were! <3 I left around 5 and went home and saved my Dad a parking spot in my difficult neighborhood. I encountered my brothers as they were leaving to go hike with a friend. My Dad came home around 5:40 and I gave him the parking spot I found and told him I’d be heading out to Stephanie’s house cause she was coming back home for the weekend from San Diego. I waited for her until 6:30 in her backyard and we left around 7 to go eat at a Thai restaurant with her Mom. We ran a few errands and she took me back home around 8:30. I encountered my brothers, yet again, outside buying tacos. I went inside and asked my Dad, “Did you enjoy your time alone with Mom!?” to which he replied, “Yes! I was gonna score until you came home.” Um, gross. Apparently I’m a cockblock.
Dear Shady Ass Bitch,
Let me just start off with: I DO NOT LIKE YOU. You used to be okay, I didn’t care about you or what you did — up until today. The moment you meddle with me and the most important person in my life, you’ll see a side of me no one ever really sees. Just because we’re not together at the moment, it doesn’t mean you can post shit on his Facebook wall to indirectly make me jealous or spite me. First of all, think about this: what are you to him in comparison to me and what I am to him? You can talk all the shit in the world you want with him about me, but it won’t— I repeat won’t— make him hate me. You’re just plain stupid for thinking that. He may be mad at me but he’ll never hate me. Everybody knows you used to like him. Your desperate little blog entries back in 2008 or something prove so. The next time I see you around us, I guarantee you that I won’t pity you for his sake. You lay a finger on him and you’ll feel the anger I felt towards you today all over your damn face. I warned him, and I don’t care if he warned you or not. Quite frankly, I don’t need nor want your approval for anything. I couldn’t give two shits about you. He knows I’m not fucking around. He may be mad at me but he puts me before anyone else. So don’t go publicizing shit that isn’t any of your damn business, because that’s pretty much how you ruined a friend of mine’s relationship. You need to stop butting into other peoples business because what happens between a couple is strictly between the couple. There’s nothing wrong if someone confides in you, but you’re crossing the line once that shit goes up on a social networking site. GROW THE FUCK UP. At the end of the day it’s still me and him, so you need to just listen to whatever he has to say and shut the fuck up about it. It’s not your business to tell to the whole wide world.
