I’m back! No, not from a vacation but from my blog hiatus. The internet was down at my house and I have just been dying to get back into blogging mode. But honestly, you didn’t miss much. Life is pretty much a bore since I am now super happy and starting to get into a routine. Is this what life after university is all about? Wake up everyday at 4:30am, work, cupcakes, gym (starting this week), cook/man/home, sleep, repeat. Jesus. But seriously, I haven’t been this happy in such a long time. Love my life.
Starting the new job tomorrow, actually seeing a great guy, and filtering out all the non-essential things in my life. Closing a door, leaving time to focus on what matters most — cupcakes, making money, and making people happy. Cutting down the workload…can’t wait to get my weekends back. Can’t wait to start blogging on a regular basis again!
Oh, and The Bachelor? I sadly didn’t even make it to the open casting call today. S’all good. I have a video submission anyways. Spending naked quality time with the man, inhaling a box of chocolates, homecooked lunch, and Spartacus kind of takes precendence. Seriously so happy. The end!
Best Valentine’s Day ever. The end.
Holy crap, VALENTINE’S DAY IS TOMORROW!!!!! If you’ve been around me for the past 24 hours, you’ll know that I’ve been bouncing off the walls. And seriously, can you really blame me? It’s been 5 years since I’ve actually celebrated a Valentine’s Day! I have somebody this year (although it is still questionable as to what status we are at) and I am definitely taking advantage of that. Go big or go home. I’ve roughly planned everything like a mad woman so it will be seriously hard for me to be disappointed/for things to go wrong. I just want it to be tomorrow because I honestly feel (and this is a direct quote of what I said previously at work to a coworker) “that I am going to burst into confetti with excitement”. Seriously. SERIOUSLY. Can’t wait. See y’all on Wednesday…!
It’s always a good thing to tell the truth. I think I remember watching an episode of Care Bears when I was like 7 or 8 years old and them saying that it’s best to tell the truth to someone, even if it may hurt their feelings. In my case, I’m more worried about how I am going to feel first. And then how he’s going to feel. And then Valentine’s Day. Well, fuck. If I am as strong and confident as I say I am, this should be no problem. We always hope that people will understand.
Romance is in the air. I can smell it. Hell, if you know me, you’ll know that I am a
hopeless romantic. Let’s just say that this Valentine’s Day is looking near perfect. I just hope the execution lives up to my expectations. I am so good at painting a really pretty picture…but never end up being satisfied with the end product. I sincerely hope this is not the case.
I just got one question: who wants to go travelling avec moi!?