I FUCKING LOVE THE HOLIDAYS!!!! Seriously! From before Thanksgiving when Christmas decorations are already up to after New Years, I am HAPPY! I love how EVERYWHERE you go there's lights and pine and all that holiday ambiance! It really does make me feel good. It completely BAFFLES me when people don't like the holidays. Stress, annoying, expensive, blah, blah, blah. I LOVE buying gifts (though I wish I could afford to buy more people gifts), love having a decorated house (though I do admit that it'd be nice to have all the shit up without doing it myself...) Actually, I don't mind decorating, it's the cleaning up beforehand and GETTING the tree IN the house part that I hate, but it's worth it. My house is very festive now (no thanks to the Boys)!
I also LOVE LOVE LOVE the parties!!! I had a tree-trimming party at my boss' place (and what a gorgeous place it is!), the Company holiday lunch, the Company (sort of) holiday party, the dinner on the town with the ladies of my family (though my little cousin — male — crashed this time)...not to mention Christmas Eve with my family (which I love! I'm lucky to have a fantastic family that I love spending time with — limited time, of course, but still, I know a lot of people that hate being with their families)!
Also, last week a few people came to town for Company reasons and they are people I love and was THRILLED to see. I look forward for the weeks that they come to town every year!
Anyway, that's all I wanted to say, I love the holidays and they do make me feel really lucky to have tons of friends and a great family. Oh, and I LOVE getting gifts! Woo! Got a new dresser, some money, Amazon gift cards, video game, DVD, CD...good stuff!
And now I get to look forward the big New Year's Eve party at my place! It's going to be expensive (party stuff, food and ALCOHOL), but we've done it the past two years and had a GREAT time, so it should be fun again!
So anyway...HAPPY HOLIDAYS!
The End.
PS In regards to my last post. I do have a short temper, but I am INCREDIBLY nice to people. Really, I am! Even when I hate them...I can't be mean. But when I'm angry...watch out! ;-P
28 December, 2007
06 December, 2007
Short-Tempered
Yeah. I'm short-tempered. I don't know why...well...my DAD is too, I probably get it from him. As opposed to my mom who's pretty much a pushover (though she's getting better and standing up to my dad more, which I'm happy about).
But so far today (and it's only a quarter to 12), I've blown up at my mom and my boss and almost my assistant (but as he's still fairly new to knowing me, I breathed first). And this is pretty regular. Not so much my mom anymore b/c I no longer live with her, but every day, at LEAST twice a day, I yell at my boss. Now, most people find this shocking, but it does seem to work for us. He knows I'm just letting off steam and that I'll still do what needs to be done and do it right, so he lets me get away with it. Plus he also knows I'm usually right and if I think he's right I really don't yell. So I'm not ENTIRELY upset that I do this, but I do feel stressed a lot, and I COULD be a little nicer... ;-)
I don't know what the deal is though, and sometimes I think to myself that I know I need to calm down when stuff happens, but then when I am angry, I really can't think about calming down...
::sigh::
I probably need therapy, but who has time for that?!?! ;-)
The End.
But so far today (and it's only a quarter to 12), I've blown up at my mom and my boss and almost my assistant (but as he's still fairly new to knowing me, I breathed first). And this is pretty regular. Not so much my mom anymore b/c I no longer live with her, but every day, at LEAST twice a day, I yell at my boss. Now, most people find this shocking, but it does seem to work for us. He knows I'm just letting off steam and that I'll still do what needs to be done and do it right, so he lets me get away with it. Plus he also knows I'm usually right and if I think he's right I really don't yell. So I'm not ENTIRELY upset that I do this, but I do feel stressed a lot, and I COULD be a little nicer... ;-)
I don't know what the deal is though, and sometimes I think to myself that I know I need to calm down when stuff happens, but then when I am angry, I really can't think about calming down...
::sigh::
I probably need therapy, but who has time for that?!?! ;-)
The End.
04 December, 2007
It's All About the Shoes!
What can I say about shoes? I've never been a "shoe girl," like Carrie Bradshaw or whatever the hell her name is on Sex in the City (neither am I a Sex in the City girl, though I've seen enough episodes to know she's obsessed with shoes). Or at least I always THOUGHT I wasn't.
When I was young, I didn't really buy my shoes. My mom would get me sneakers and then shoes for when I had to dress up. I think I remember first buying my own shoes (well, not with my own money, of course, but shopping on my own or with a friend) when I was in junior high (around 12 or 13), at Mandee's or something. But the first shoes that I HAD to have were my red Chucks (Converse All-Stars). Actually, I think it started with the green ones. I wanted like a grass-green, but all I could get was forest-green, just not as cool. Then when I went on a family trip (at age 14) I met a girl with red ones and I just had to have them. I remember it being a bit of a pain to find (they're oh-so-easy to get now), but I got them. (By the way, I still have BOTH of these.)
The next big thing was green, 20-hole, steel-toe combat boots. That was a must. This was the beginning of my punkrock phase (well, not really a phase as I still like a bit of punk — just went to a Citizen Fish show the other day — but at least my must-wear-certain-punk-clothes period). I made my mom take me all over the city looking for these. We had a such a hard time I eventually had to settle for a non-Doc Martin brand that actually had a semi-high heel. I think they cost my mom $80 or something. But I loved them and wore them all the time, until the day I got my 8-hole, purple Docs which I DID wear every single day. (The Chucks were put off the the side, only worn every so often.) Eventually I DID get 20-hole, steel-toe green docs and I was so comfortable in my purple ones that I barely wore them. But I loved them all the same.
So while I was really into these shoes, I still didn't see it as being a shoe girl. But I guess I was, just in my own way. The other day I organised all my shoes in this long shoe-holder-thingy I got. And I've got quite a bit for a non-shoe girl! Mostly sneakers of some kind, but they're shoes. I've still got the red and green chucks, now accompanied by 2 pairs of low-top ones (blue and camouflage) and a pair of greenish-brown slip-on ones. I've also got two pairs of Ben Shermans, though they're really worn out (but I refuse to bin them), a pair of Fred Perry sneakers, a pair or red Adidas that say I Heart London (although the heart is actually an Adidas symbol), some slip-ons...more. Plus my Docs! I no longer have the purple ones, I had to chuck 'em b/c I wore holes into them, but I replaced them with blue ones I picked up on my first trip to London. Still have the green ones, and now I also have a pair of 3-hole, steel-toe ones in a dark red. Then I got a pair of black combat boots (some other brand) in which I put little spikes in the front holes. ;-)
As for dress shoes, I'm still clueless. I've got two pairs of black high heels. One of which I wear almost every time I have to dress up b/c they're simple and matte black and have rubber soles so they're easier to walk in. The other one is shiny black with a strap around the ankle and much more painful (though cute). I also have "slut boots"...well, kinda. They go up to just about the knee and they have a zipper up the side, but the heel is chucky, not thin. I don't see how girls walk in those thin ones...
I did see a pair of high heels the other day that had an adorable little buckle thing in the front and I think I'm going to break down and buy them even though I have zero money.
There are a few other pairs of shoes in the closet too, which is making me re-think my "I'm not a shoe girl" stance. I've got a lot of 'em.
Anyway, the reason I thought of this — besides having just organised them — is that I bought another pair of shoes the other day! Sneakers, really. For kickboxing!!!!!! They're like wrestling shoes, the only kind they allow on the mat at the karate school where I take these classes! I was so excited to get them and I used them last night for the first time and it was AWESOME! I love them! Gives me support and keeps me from slipping in my socks! Awesome! And, when we use the bands (a big, rubber jump-rope looking thing that you step on and pull up as an arm exercise), they stop them from hurting my feet! Woo hoo!
Now I just need warm sneakers for the winter...Chucks just don't cut it. My feet are FREEZING!!! (And I REFUSE to wear the ugly, yet ridiculously trendy, snowboots all the dumbn girls have been wearing since September!!!! Gah! I hate girls and their stupid trends!)
Next up, let's talk about jeans!!! ;-)
The End.
When I was young, I didn't really buy my shoes. My mom would get me sneakers and then shoes for when I had to dress up. I think I remember first buying my own shoes (well, not with my own money, of course, but shopping on my own or with a friend) when I was in junior high (around 12 or 13), at Mandee's or something. But the first shoes that I HAD to have were my red Chucks (Converse All-Stars). Actually, I think it started with the green ones. I wanted like a grass-green, but all I could get was forest-green, just not as cool. Then when I went on a family trip (at age 14) I met a girl with red ones and I just had to have them. I remember it being a bit of a pain to find (they're oh-so-easy to get now), but I got them. (By the way, I still have BOTH of these.)
The next big thing was green, 20-hole, steel-toe combat boots. That was a must. This was the beginning of my punkrock phase (well, not really a phase as I still like a bit of punk — just went to a Citizen Fish show the other day — but at least my must-wear-certain-punk-clothes period). I made my mom take me all over the city looking for these. We had a such a hard time I eventually had to settle for a non-Doc Martin brand that actually had a semi-high heel. I think they cost my mom $80 or something. But I loved them and wore them all the time, until the day I got my 8-hole, purple Docs which I DID wear every single day. (The Chucks were put off the the side, only worn every so often.) Eventually I DID get 20-hole, steel-toe green docs and I was so comfortable in my purple ones that I barely wore them. But I loved them all the same.
So while I was really into these shoes, I still didn't see it as being a shoe girl. But I guess I was, just in my own way. The other day I organised all my shoes in this long shoe-holder-thingy I got. And I've got quite a bit for a non-shoe girl! Mostly sneakers of some kind, but they're shoes. I've still got the red and green chucks, now accompanied by 2 pairs of low-top ones (blue and camouflage) and a pair of greenish-brown slip-on ones. I've also got two pairs of Ben Shermans, though they're really worn out (but I refuse to bin them), a pair of Fred Perry sneakers, a pair or red Adidas that say I Heart London (although the heart is actually an Adidas symbol), some slip-ons...more. Plus my Docs! I no longer have the purple ones, I had to chuck 'em b/c I wore holes into them, but I replaced them with blue ones I picked up on my first trip to London. Still have the green ones, and now I also have a pair of 3-hole, steel-toe ones in a dark red. Then I got a pair of black combat boots (some other brand) in which I put little spikes in the front holes. ;-)
As for dress shoes, I'm still clueless. I've got two pairs of black high heels. One of which I wear almost every time I have to dress up b/c they're simple and matte black and have rubber soles so they're easier to walk in. The other one is shiny black with a strap around the ankle and much more painful (though cute). I also have "slut boots"...well, kinda. They go up to just about the knee and they have a zipper up the side, but the heel is chucky, not thin. I don't see how girls walk in those thin ones...
I did see a pair of high heels the other day that had an adorable little buckle thing in the front and I think I'm going to break down and buy them even though I have zero money.
There are a few other pairs of shoes in the closet too, which is making me re-think my "I'm not a shoe girl" stance. I've got a lot of 'em.
Anyway, the reason I thought of this — besides having just organised them — is that I bought another pair of shoes the other day! Sneakers, really. For kickboxing!!!!!! They're like wrestling shoes, the only kind they allow on the mat at the karate school where I take these classes! I was so excited to get them and I used them last night for the first time and it was AWESOME! I love them! Gives me support and keeps me from slipping in my socks! Awesome! And, when we use the bands (a big, rubber jump-rope looking thing that you step on and pull up as an arm exercise), they stop them from hurting my feet! Woo hoo!
Now I just need warm sneakers for the winter...Chucks just don't cut it. My feet are FREEZING!!! (And I REFUSE to wear the ugly, yet ridiculously trendy, snowboots all the dumbn girls have been wearing since September!!!! Gah! I hate girls and their stupid trends!)
Next up, let's talk about jeans!!! ;-)
The End.
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