I randomly break out on my jawline and I hate it so much. I feel so disgusting when it happens. So damn disgusting.
Oh — and ugly. Hah.
This morning had an early start. I woke up around 3 or 4 to bright flashes of lightning and the shadowing thunder. After enjoying the morning yesterday, I decided to stay up and surprise Andrew, so I got up and bought him a drink and gave him a kiss before he went off to school~ He was definitely surprised! Babe was too cute. So now here I am, watching TV and relaxing before I get on with my day!
These past few days, I’ve been looking into forensic psychology and some “key skills” a career in it would demand.
I honestly feel like after a years of college and training, I’ll be competent enough in a lot of these (not to be mistaken for arrogance!) though I feel like I might be hindered in my verbal communication skills.
I know that I’d be able to hold my own in a one-on-one conversation if I was asked to evaluate a suspect for their competency, but I’ll need a lot of work talking to a large group of people if I am asked to testify in court.
It’ll take a lot of me jumping out of my comfort zone to get better at public speaking, but I will reach my goal. Apparently, I don’t sound TOO bad in public, but I want more ease and comfort. I don’t want to be sweating or not breathing while I’m up speaking to the jury.
As of now, I think I’m set on this path to becoming a forensic psychologist.
"I missed you."
Those words mean more to me than I let people know.
Today, Andrew said that he missed me. It reminded me that I mean something important to him.
These past years in high school have been tough on me. Because of certain things that happened, I lived thinking that I was replaceable, insignificant, like a toy in the hands of a child. To me, it was like I made people happy for mere moments until they found something better. In hindsight, was I just blinded and used by my naiveté? It sure felt that way.
Sometimes, I still wonder how much I mean to people, but those three words can make all the difference in my world.
“How was your day?”
“Text me when you get home so I know you’re safe”
“How are you?”
“I hope you’re feeling better”
“Have a good day today!”
“I miss you”
“Can you come over?”
“Can I come over?”
“Can I see you?”
“Can I call you?”
“Want something to drink?”
“Watch your step”
“Let’s watch a movie”
“What are you up to?”
“How is your day so far?”
“It will be okay”
“I’m here for you”
“Do you need anything?”
“Are you hungry?”
“I just wanted to hear your voice”
“You just made my day”
You don’t have to hear “I Love You” to know that someone does. Listen carefully. People speak from the heart more often than you think.❞ —(via genericgayteen)
Yeah, this is really personal, and I honestly don’t feel too comfortable talking about it so publicly. But yes. In my past, I’ve had thoughts. It’s been a while since.
Here’s the final sketch just in case I can’t replicate it in watercolors! ✨
Both my mom and auntie agreed that I have a good taste in guys when they saw Andrew.
+2 for us!
I just ate a shit ton of potato chips. I want to punch myself :/
I regret it so much already. I think I’m going to go for a run again tomorrow. Ughhh.