On day five of my staycation and already feeling the nagging pressure from my parents to get a job. Luckily they're on their anniversary trip starting today, so I at least get a few days of freedom at last. (Isn't it insane that they randomly chose to go to San Diego, the place where Tattoos lives?? Fate!?)
Also, me and Eggs' love lives have dwindled once again a little bit. Our men both decided to become distant on basically the same day (again... cus we are the same), so we are just riding it out. POF in particular sucks balls now. Tattoos has some hope, but it is hanging by a thread and weakening by the day.
I have to believe that someday our lives will change and that someday we will be the kind of people who can change them. One day... but when will that one day happen? Am I ever going to run out of chances to change things? Eventually I'm going to run out of time, and then what? Sigh.
Picture time, before I get too emo.
FASHION
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(dude, us in a year?)
LOVE
MORE FAT GIRL PROBLEMS
STAYING POSITIVE
(me after finishing my thesis paper)
FEAR
TAKING CHANCES TO MAKE CHANGE
RANDOM
These are the two tattoos I am thinking of getting; random and cool (I think):
(another version of the tattoo I might want. I am obsessed with airplanes...)
(my theme when dealing with Tattoos...)
(Georg--far left--looks like my dad.)
(a few months late on this one, I just love his laugh)
(so obsessed with this book!)
Have an awesome weekend!!
Love,
Hess
:-)
