I want to look pretty but I don't want anyone to notice.
I want to be attractive but not attract people.
I want to listen to people but I don't want to talk to them.
I want to start new project but I don't want any new WIPs.
I want to know everything that happened to me but I don't want to remember.
I want to know how the story ends but I want no spoilers.
I want to travel but I don't want to leave the comfort of my home.
I'm hungry but I don't wanna have to eat.
I want to be more womanly but I prefer being seen as a person.
I want to discuss ideas but I don't want to argue.
I want to learn new things but I want to practice the old things.
I want to buy stash but hate spending money on stash.
I want opinions but I don't want criticism.
I want to hide but I want to shout.
I love my job but I hate to go to work.
I hate smoking but I love cigarettes.
I hate being depressed but I no longer know who I am without it.
Juggling motherhood, unemployment, depression and needlework obsession on my own with a (somewhat forced) smile on my face.
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Sunday, December 7, 2014
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
Conflicts
I want to blog but I don't want to spend so much time typing.
I want to stitch but I don't want to finish projects.
I want to spend less time on social media but I want to know everything that happens.
I want to watch less TV but I want to know what happens with my favourite characters.
I love the way long hair looks but I prefer the way short hair feels.
I love how I look with make up but I hate how my skin can't breathe.
I love wearing short skirts but I hate the reactions it provokes from strangers.
I love listening to the same song again and again but I miss hearing new ones.
I want to be in a relationship but I can't stand the idea of being with a man.
I love long nails but they get in the way.
I love comfy, baggy clothes but I hate how they make me look like a bum.
I love being a woman but I hate not having the same options as a man.
I love cats but I hate cat hair.
I love dogs but I hate their needy tail wagging.
I love being single but I hate being alone.
I want to stitch but I don't want to finish projects.
I want to spend less time on social media but I want to know everything that happens.
I want to watch less TV but I want to know what happens with my favourite characters.
I love the way long hair looks but I prefer the way short hair feels.
I love how I look with make up but I hate how my skin can't breathe.
I love wearing short skirts but I hate the reactions it provokes from strangers.
I love listening to the same song again and again but I miss hearing new ones.
I want to be in a relationship but I can't stand the idea of being with a man.
I love long nails but they get in the way.
I love comfy, baggy clothes but I hate how they make me look like a bum.
I love being a woman but I hate not having the same options as a man.
I love cats but I hate cat hair.
I love dogs but I hate their needy tail wagging.
I love being single but I hate being alone.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
CRC and a day full of ****
Soooo, I'm at home with my sick baby, who has a sore throat and an awful cough. Some entertainment would be required. So when my net becomes incredibly slow, I do the usual routines, nothing. So we watch telly until the cartoon is interrupted and we get an error message I am not subscribed to that channel. Now mommy's angry. Calling the company we get our net and telly from, they keep me on the line for 8 minutes, when my cell suddenly hangs up. Out of credits. Great. Dialling company on my other cell, this time I get to speak with someone after mere four minutes. This time the phone company is gracious enough to let me know that I have 15 seconds before they terminate my connection. Well, fml, both cells run out of money on the same day. I had to run outside and buy cell time on an ATM machine. Usually I do this on my online bank, but thanks to a bunch of imbeciles, I cannot do that. Before my line was cut, the net/tv provider company's support lady told me that my net and tv was taken from me limited due to my not paying the bill. Which I HAVE paid last week. Unfortunately, by the time I could have told them that, my phone went dead. So I run outside, purchase phone time, call my provider, wait for another ten bleeding minutes before I can explain the situation, then am put on hold before the line is inexplicably cut again. I think this is the first time my 7 year old has heard me scream in anger.
Anyway, after several unsuccessful attempts to get in contact with the provider, I called my mom and asked her to call the company because my cell is acting up. My flat seems to be shadowed so often I get no signal at all. Mom kindly enough called them and told them what to do with their rotten customer service and billing department. Anyway, turns out my money did arrive last week, and service is restored, but I am still foaming at the mouth in anger.
Oh yeah, and I also started to work on both Jeremiah Junction pieces but am too mad to scan them.
Anyway, after several unsuccessful attempts to get in contact with the provider, I called my mom and asked her to call the company because my cell is acting up. My flat seems to be shadowed so often I get no signal at all. Mom kindly enough called them and told them what to do with their rotten customer service and billing department. Anyway, turns out my money did arrive last week, and service is restored, but I am still foaming at the mouth in anger.
Oh yeah, and I also started to work on both Jeremiah Junction pieces but am too mad to scan them.
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