Well maybe I wasn't THAT good, but overall I think I was better behaved than my cell-mate.
I had grand plans today & how I was going to spend it.
But the old fuck-tard Murphy decided to pay a visit so I spent the day chasing away a migraine. Mostly in bed.
At least I wasn't in bed because I was depressed.
That can be my positive.
And also my period hit with a vengeance, if I can even call it my period seeing the last one never quite went away.
Ahhh Life is good!
I had a blog post swirling around in my head for the last week, but now my head doesn't work, so I'm just going to write down the signs I should have heeded....... I mean the gods were fucking SCREAMING at me!!!!!
#1: 8years, 6 months ago, I could see my relationship with my BF was going nowhere, on again, off again, moody for no reason, would leave in the middle of the night...I could go on....so I bought myself an around the world plane ticket, a safari through Africa, and resigned from my job.
#2: 8 years, 4 months ago, I found out I was pregnant. The reaction wasn't good. I was then told to have an abortion, I declined, so he asked me to marry him, I declined, so I got dumped. I also cancelled my trip.
(I asked for him to reconsider after some weeks of not hearing from him, I was scared....silly girl!)
#3: 8 years, 4 weeks & 2 days ago I had refused his proposal for marriage several times, so he sprung on me whilst I was asleep on my birthday, in my haze I said yes. When I woke up I was wondering what had just happened.
#4: We had to beg for our marriage license as we HAD TO marry before his folks went overseas AND before the baby was born.
#5: 8 years & 5 days ago, I had to have a wisdom tooth pulled as it had formed an abscess
#6: 8 years ago today, I woke up with half my face swollen up with red welts on it. The first indication that I was allergic to penicillin. My tooth, or where it once was, got infected, so the Dentist chucked a swab in it soaked with penicillin.
#7: 8 years ago today, My Grandmother FLASHED my best mate, whom were both staying at my house.
#8: 8 years ago today, When the limo pulled up to the church, I had a panic attack & hyperventilated.
Unfortunately, there were plenty of other things after this.....I am almost embarrassed to admit how many, and how many times I went back for more....but I'll leave that for another time....maybe.....and 8 is fitting for today.
So raise your glasses please.
Here's to a fucking fantastical phenomenal 8 years ahead!
May they be better than the last!
Have a drink for me....I would but my head still hurts....