Wow....can I just say last night sucked huge.
I battled food poisoning from around 5 or 6pm last night until basically 4:35am this morning.....I got sick off of fried zucchini and eggplant...which is strange. I'm wondering what did it.
My photoshoot for my new set is in like 2 weeks-ish...why I'm nervous I dunno...maybe I'm confusing nervous feelings with feelings of excitement? Either way I still have a lot of planning to do.
I'm really hoping the weather works out for us to do the shoot outside. If not, I'm not sure what Andie has in mind, but I trust her and her talent
So as you all know...I got my chest done on Friday and well its still sore as a bitch. I've been doing a FAB job at keeping it from drying, but the skin is still extremely tight so every time I stretch my chest or my cleavage separates I'm thrown into a grip of stinging and soreness....I'm still adjusting to sleeping..I'm a stomach sleeper but the pressure and then if my boobs get pushed upwards...I get woken up...and Marley has not liked it much either because he can't rest his head under my chin currently.
I dropped my American History class. I was passing in it...but as I really took in the work load she gives us...I could see myself failing, and well...failing just isn't an option right now, so next semester...I'll take the class again, but with a different professor definitely.
For some reason I keep thinking about my current status in the world of relationships....I guess because I'm at my 3.5 year mark of being single...and I'm not closer to being able to see myself getting out of this...I wouldn't be surprised if I hit 4 years...gross.
Now everyone constantly says "but you're so pretty and you're so awesome...I can't believe you're single.." seriously even chicks say this to me. I've even had ex flings who I haven't spoken with in forever say "shit I'm surprised someone has scooped you up yet!" So after talking with a couple of friends about it...and also doing a little bit of research into the guys I've met...I've come up with these conclusions.........
The men in Atlanta whom I've met with tattoos:
Are pussies and want weaker women. I could be wrong, but a perfect example..if you look at my blogs from a few months ago...DH. But now I just remind myself how much of a douche he is and I guess I feel a tad bit better. Also...the men with tattoos I've met...want to fuck only...or cheat on their girlfriend's with no regret.
The men in Atlanta whom I've met withOUT tattoos:
Think their shit doesn't stink. Think they have a right to judge based off of appearance only. Nearly compares women with tattoos to roller coasters (literally I had a dude say "I've always wanted to TRY OUT a chick with tattoos....are you fucking serious?!).
The men in Atlanta whom I've met.....in general:
Claim they want an honest, loyal chick who can chill at home in sweats and a tshirt, who can doll up and go to a nice restaurant, a chick their "boys" love, a chick who can get into sports; whether its supercross, football, or baseball or whatever....but when they find that chick.....she's "one of the guys"...and clearly a dude can't date a chick that's "one of the guys."
Anyway....today sucks...it's cold a rainy...it was 65 degrees and sunny yesterday....and supposedly it's going to snow again this week.....damn you weather for teasing us this weekend
I battled food poisoning from around 5 or 6pm last night until basically 4:35am this morning.....I got sick off of fried zucchini and eggplant...which is strange. I'm wondering what did it.
My photoshoot for my new set is in like 2 weeks-ish...why I'm nervous I dunno...maybe I'm confusing nervous feelings with feelings of excitement? Either way I still have a lot of planning to do.
I'm really hoping the weather works out for us to do the shoot outside. If not, I'm not sure what Andie has in mind, but I trust her and her talent
So as you all know...I got my chest done on Friday and well its still sore as a bitch. I've been doing a FAB job at keeping it from drying, but the skin is still extremely tight so every time I stretch my chest or my cleavage separates I'm thrown into a grip of stinging and soreness....I'm still adjusting to sleeping..I'm a stomach sleeper but the pressure and then if my boobs get pushed upwards...I get woken up...and Marley has not liked it much either because he can't rest his head under my chin currently.
I dropped my American History class. I was passing in it...but as I really took in the work load she gives us...I could see myself failing, and well...failing just isn't an option right now, so next semester...I'll take the class again, but with a different professor definitely.
For some reason I keep thinking about my current status in the world of relationships....I guess because I'm at my 3.5 year mark of being single...and I'm not closer to being able to see myself getting out of this...I wouldn't be surprised if I hit 4 years...gross.
Now everyone constantly says "but you're so pretty and you're so awesome...I can't believe you're single.." seriously even chicks say this to me. I've even had ex flings who I haven't spoken with in forever say "shit I'm surprised someone has scooped you up yet!" So after talking with a couple of friends about it...and also doing a little bit of research into the guys I've met...I've come up with these conclusions.........
The men in Atlanta whom I've met with tattoos:
Are pussies and want weaker women. I could be wrong, but a perfect example..if you look at my blogs from a few months ago...DH. But now I just remind myself how much of a douche he is and I guess I feel a tad bit better. Also...the men with tattoos I've met...want to fuck only...or cheat on their girlfriend's with no regret.
The men in Atlanta whom I've met withOUT tattoos:
Think their shit doesn't stink. Think they have a right to judge based off of appearance only. Nearly compares women with tattoos to roller coasters (literally I had a dude say "I've always wanted to TRY OUT a chick with tattoos....are you fucking serious?!).
The men in Atlanta whom I've met.....in general:
Claim they want an honest, loyal chick who can chill at home in sweats and a tshirt, who can doll up and go to a nice restaurant, a chick their "boys" love, a chick who can get into sports; whether its supercross, football, or baseball or whatever....but when they find that chick.....she's "one of the guys"...and clearly a dude can't date a chick that's "one of the guys."
Anyway....today sucks...it's cold a rainy...it was 65 degrees and sunny yesterday....and supposedly it's going to snow again this week.....damn you weather for teasing us this weekend
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theconspirosy:
Food poisoning is the worst, it's like this: 
violently:
Atlanta dudes suck. I feel very lucky I have my bf- I haven't met one dude I would date here in the last 3 years I've been here (other than him.) I can't even pinpoint what it is either...there is just something off with a lot of people here.