Excuse Me for Being Random.
Have you ever noticed how much I dislike – nay – loathe starting any post with “I”? There are times when I let it slide, but mostly, if there’s another word I can start with, I will do so. It’s eating me up right now that I’ve already used “I” five times. Seven counting the ones wrapped in quotes. Ugh…
Praise God above, I think I might have found the place for me. In my grand hunt for a place to live, a place I can call “home”, I’ve discovered a flat that could be just right. Inexpensive, convenient in location, and quirky – melikealot. I’ll keep everyone posted on this issue since I, apparently, wasn’t the only one massively disappointed by what happened a few weeks ago.
Today, I spent a lot of time thinking about my years in high school – the friends, the teachers, the drama – and could literally feel how much I’ve changed since graduating. Did you know that it wasn’t until the end of my senior year that I discovered the flat iron and what it was capable of when used on my hair? My life was forever altered by this discovery. And in the last few months, I’ve found designers that make clothes that fit my average, non-skinny body! Now, I actually feel good about how I look! No longer will I feel self conscious around even my closest friends! It’s amazing how confidence can lower stress levels as well as reinforce a keen desire to simply be yourself.
I’m making spaghetti for dinner and Andy’s excited about it. I’m off!