Hi, I'm Shannon. Atlanta. 21.
Welcome to my personal blog where I vent/ talk about my life.
We ate so much food today. We shared a nice meal together and managed to buy all the things that were not on my list. So now I have all this awesome stuff, and I forgot I even had a list!
The sky was super pretty when we finally made it out of that big freezer! haha
Uh I don’t know how to talk to this guy…
All of a sudden some guy from ninth grade is like professing his love for me from back in the day… he’s like I would of loved anything to have a cuddle session with you. I had a crush on you and never told you…
And like I don’t really remember him except for the fact during a soccer match I missed the ball and kicked him as hard as I could in his set.
yeahhh… i feel so bad for all these guys, they are going to be deployed soon. And like no one cared about me in ninth grade, I’m all different and I look different now.. I just don’t know what or how to talk to people who do this when I have a boyfriend. I try explaining to them that I have a boyfriend and thank them for the kind thoughts… but like what do I do?
This chick… THIS CHICK done went and emailed the professor telling her she did all the work, and that I never contacted her or whatever. The professor then calls up the first group to present (which is us) and then goes ” Oh I hope you two figured something out to your problem…” And I’m like… uh what? WHAT? She went behind my back and emailed the professor saying she did all the fucking work when it was actually ME doing all the shit. I didn’t make the shitty powerpoint which looked fucking gross as hell with them color choices. I couldn’t even get your ass to answer any of my damn emails. You didn’t meet up with me during the week. You didn’t even try. You just text me the day before telling me I’m doing 2 questions, compiling everything into the powerpoint and then WRITING THE WHOLE 3 PAGE ESSAY BY MYSELF! Well guess what? When she goes and reads that fucking essay, NONE OF YOUR SOURCES ARE ON IT. The whole fucking essay is about the research I did on MY OWN and that’s why you couldn’t even answer the fucking questions she asked YOU.
If you aren’t being a good friend, why should you reap the benefits of having a good friend?
You can’t be shitty, and when you are called out on it go ‘well i don’t know how to do x thing so im not going to do it…’
These things are common sense! If someone is crying or upset, being snappy with them or blunt or aggressive attitude is not going to help!
Saying you do the same shitty thing to other people does not validate your actions either!
AND! If someone is trying to find a common ground to end the upsetting feelings or at least find a solution, don’t leave! It doesn’t fix itself that way!
Thank you, thank you! I was kinda worried it wouldn’t fit at first, because I used scrap fabric from another project. But it’s actually really floofy! Do you think a single bow on the back or like little bows gathering at the bottom would look better? Or even both! haha I might even embroider something to break up the space. Something simple like, iunno, little black hearts or some small animals or something.
So far, it’s kinda a base for more stuff. I am thinking of adding ruffles and bows later. Right now, I am working out the kinks, since I didn’t have a pattern and I just guestimated stuff.
What do you think?