Found these in a jumbled mess of pictures.
I really like this whole "mess" theme ...
Twenty four and three quarters years old, the age when I thought I'd have my whole entire life figured out, when I'd have myself finally figured out, when I thought that I'd be dating my soon-to-be-hubby, if, of course, I wasn't already married, and I definitely thought that I'd be, well, established.
::Wrong Answer Game Show Buzzer Noise::
Truth be told, I'm just now figuring out my life, figuring out where I actually belong, what I'm supposed to be doing, what I'm not supposed to be doing, what I want, what I don't, most importantly - who I am, and how to keep my steering wheel headed in the right direction, attempting to stay out of the u-turn lane. I'm no where near dating a man that I'm going to marry (minus all of that wishful thinking and hoping and praying, of course), and sadly, nor do I have my hands on a hubby-to-be. And the establishment of Ali Pinho, I'm still working on that.
Everything has changed; from my taste in men, to my taste in music, to what my "future plans" are. The only constant was that I knew what I wanted to be when I grew up the entire time, a fashion designer, making and selling my own clothes to the rest of the world to feel beautiful and confident in. But even that wasn't a guarantee. In fact, the hardest part through these twenty four and three quarters years, was even making those future plans to begin with. It's not something we would particularly like to believe, but we can't choose our own destiny. That's been planned since I was Little Miss Fetus. I'm just along for the ride, letting God do His thing. Difficult? Yes. Worth it? Absolutely.
On a less serious note:
- I have recently (recently, as in, approximately two hours ago) discovered Alexa Chung, who I'm pretty sure I am now obsessed with.
- I went on a very long bike ride with some pretty amazing company, which resulted in the engagement of what has officially been added to the list as one of the best conversations I've ever had. (I literally felt warm inside the entire time.)
- I finally found Hot Rod (after losing my last copy left me in misery), and purchased it. I swear, I'm holding onto it for dear life this time. Now if I can only find my copy of Blow ....
- I was presented with the fact that my size one jeans are "not a normal size". When I asked why, she responded with, "The average American is overweight, not a size one!!!!" Ouch.
- I'm still going off of three hours of sleep from last night. (That explains why this blog has taken me almost an hour to write, thanks to my "lack-of-sleep-add".
Current Listen: ICE DREAM Paint Job - DJ Workforce
You can check out his music here: http://www.myspace.com/tragicbeingrh
Toodles!
