I’m Sick :(
July 10, 2007
I have a cold. A head cold to be more precise. I feel like a stinky pile of pooh and all I want to do is sleep. I wish I had been able to do that today, maybe I would be feeling better by tomorrow if I had stayed home and slept all day today but I had already made plans to work with Bashful. I think I am going to quit. More about that later. On to dress shopping.
So I mentioned yesterday that we were finally going to go bridesmaid dress shopping. I also mentioned I was thinking about doing my hair for it. I didn’t do my hair for it, I barely brushed it on account of I’m feeling like pooh and all. Anyway, we at least did go through with the shopping plans. I was sort of nervous that they would fall through - again. I’m sure McPout was worried someone would cancel too. But we worried for nothing, and B1 actually “had a feeling” we would find what we were looking for.
We did. Actually, I found what we were looking for. That’s right - it was my “OHMYGOSH LOOK AT THOSE DRESSES THEY ARE SOOOOO CUTE!” that turned the heads of the sisters and soon to be sister in law. They are perfect, they don’t have big poofy sleeves and are far from pink. They aren’t your standard long bridesmaid dresses either, they are pretty short but they luckily cover the knees (this is good - I have really weird knees). They are black and have a white bow sash thing that sits on the hips - I wish I had them with me so I could take a picture. I’m not sure if I’m describing them right but take my word for it, they are perfect.
So that huge dilemma of finding “the perfect bridesmaid dresses” has been solved. Next step is the bride’s dress. Ah McPout! I’m scared! But we shall find you something super awesome. It is written in the stars!
It’s all so surreal…my sister is getting married next year. It really does make me feel old. I hope she lets me get sloshed at her wedding - hell its a WEDDING! You HAVE to get sloshed! Its a rule! Especially if its a siblings wedding. Anyway, I feel old now. Even though McPout is like 8 years older then I am and Nelly is just damn old. Sister, your oldness makes me feel old! 
Anyways, back to me thinking about quitting working with Bashful. I do believe I have taken on far to much this summer. I work full time, and then I am supposed to focus energy and time on Bashful. I’m supposed to teach him how to use the public transit system and I really don’t think I can do that. I live far away from any bus stops, and I honestly don’t really know how to. I thought I could figure it out but it’s harder then it looks! I don’t have the time to figure it out either! Plus I had a very discouraging day.
Today I was supposed to take Bashful swimming. I slept over at Nifty’s and packed my bag full of stuff I would need for today, including my bathing suit. I was to meet them at the pool around 2pm, so I had a lot of time to kill beforehand. Olive and I went to the new clothing store right near Nifty’s house, and I bought 2 new pairs of jeans, 2 tank tops, and 1 pair of flats. It came to a total of around $89. In my defense, I really needed more jeans - I have to stuff my fat ass into the 3 I have now. I don’t like stuffing my fat ass into jeans. Plus those tops were awesome and after snagging the tops I couldn’t resist the matching flats! Gilbert approved of my purchases, she wanted to steal them from me. I held fast though.
Anyways, due to the extra things I now had at Nifty’s house, I decided to take out the plastic bag with my swim suit and towel in it and put it beside my bag so I had room to shove my new purchases and old smelly shoes in. I changed into a pair of my new jeans and one of my new tops and we were on our way. It wasn’t until I was waiting for Bashful and his uncle at the pool did I realize what I had forgotten. My towel and swim suit. I had been so distracted with Ellie-May and Olive’s arguing and whining that I hadn’t realized that I had left it in the hallway. They had given me an instant headache with their fighting, and all I could think about was how annoying they were.
Needless to say, Bashful’s uncle was not impressed with me. Bashful and I had to spend about an hour at the library just farting around on the computers to waste time, and he was picked up around 3:40pm instead of our scheduled 5 because there wasn’t anything else for us to do. I could tell Bashful’s uncle wasn’t impressed with me and he was seriously ticked off, but he knew I was feeling sick as I mentioned it on the phone last night! Obviously, if you are feeling sick you aren’t on top of your game.
But anyways, I am thinking about telling Bashful and his uncle that it is just not working out at this current moment. I feel so very bad, but what am I supposed to do? I know I should have thought it out better and listened to my parents when they told me I was taking on too much, but do you ever listen to your parents when they tell you that you are taking on too much? Nope. I don’t know one person who does. You have to find out for yourself that you’ve taken on too much.
I need another Nifty hug. He won’t be home until 7pm, and then he wants to be in bed by 9pm so we couldn’t hang out tonight. He says tomorrow. I bet he’ll be too tired to hang out tomorrow as well. I want a damn Nifty hug. And a bottle of Tylenol for Colds.
July 10th, 2007 at 11:41 pm
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July 12th, 2007 at 8:43 am
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July 18th, 2007 at 9:23 pm
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