I haven’t really been writing here as much, because life’s been kinda crazy (:
Soo since the last time I wrote, heres 5 new things about me:
1) I have a new tattoo that is hidden (:
2) I have a new belly ring.
3) I have a new sweetheart! (As of 11/26/07)
4) I have a new job as a GSR at Red Door – want a massage? (:
5) I have a new haircut (full out, ‘Hi-I’m-Five’ japanesey bangs.)
I’m not sure what to write.. So, I’ll just describe everything I see right now? And I guess we’ll go from there.
I’m wearing a blue jersey that Vitaya bought for my daddy, but there’s a stain on the left side, cus drops of oil splashed on to my tummy while I was melting marshmellows for Vitaya’s clue tonight. 
My mouth tastes like brownies, from the Mrs. Fields goodies I just had, that Vitaya bought for me while I was at work a couple days ago (: It’s still just as good as it was 48 hours ago!
I smell Christmas Cookies, because I bought an air freshener from Yankee Candle for my room – and it’s working OH so well! I can’t smell any bunny poopies at all.. plus, I cleaned my entire room today – I can finally see the bottom of my closet again!
Sitting next to me, I see Vitaya’s clue, waiting to be glued on to the bottom of the gingerbread house I made for him tonight, that he’ll probably read tomorrow morning. (Every day for 12 days, I’m making Vitaya a Christmas goody, with a clue to what his presents will be.. if he guesses correctly, he gets another present!) I’ll probably drop it off at his house in 1 or 2 hours.
i Tired (:
Things have been kind of scary, now that I’m realizing life doesn’t have to be about making other people happy to make myself happy. I have a boyfriend who’s ALREADY happy with me.. so I really don’t know how to one-up his happiness (You can see how creative I’m trying to be with this Christmas project). There really isn’t anything I can do that will get on his nerves. Whatever it was, I tried it. He forgave me, made fun of me for trying, or even worse – THOUGHT IT WAS CUTE.
He likes my growls, evil laughs, attempts at insults, and even when I repeat stuff that he says over and over, or when I let him explain an entire story for 5 minutes straight and at the end, just respond with.. ‘wait, what?’.
I don’t think he’s even aware of everything I have to offer.. yet he still wants me, with my flaws – even with my messy room, my indecisive hair, my harsh sarcasm, my smelly bunnies, my wackiness, my clumsiness, my ditsiness..
So I don’t have to put myself out there, and climb over mountains to keep him happy.. he’s already happy. And for once – it’s not just about the guy I’m trying to love – it’s about me (: and I’m oh-so excited to see how this road turns out for us, because if he’s happy with the hot mess that he sees now – he has no idea what has yet to come, when I’ve got it all back in order. (:
Happy Holidays, everybody! *
Remember! – Love, Love, Love, Love, LOVE!!
When in doubt, choose Love.
