I hate being insightful sometimes.

It really ruins the hate-buzz I've got going on for some people.

If someone's only ever been in teenage type relationships then of course all they're going to know is the teenage relationship and think that's how they all are. Of course they're not going to realize that some things are just wrong. Of course they're going to be immature and not know why they did something.

Of course.

See? Being insightful kind of sucks sometimes. Especially when you just want to hate the person but then start feeling sad for them because unless they're shown any different, they're going to continue the same path and mess up their life.

Too bad I'm not willing to be the one to show them how wonderful other human beings can be. I'm not really interested in being in a teenage relationship.

C'est la vie.

Really though.

Why are some men such scum? And why do they seem to gravitate toward me? Do I have an invisible neon sign on my forehead?

Steph hasn't been fucked over this week! Come get her!

I was spending a lot of my time with a guy. Turns out he has a girlfriend, who may or may not be pregnant, and then stole money from me. No explanations or apologies, just an "I don't know" when asked why.

Lesson to learn here? Sadly, don't take things at face value. Investigate. Don't lend your debit card.

PSA

Don't give someone your debit card to get coffee when you've known them only a week. They will steal your money.

This PSA is brought to you by No Shit Sherlock Productions.

Now that I have a second.

The exciting conclusion of the blog challenge is done. I know you were all waiting in complete suspense.

I keep meaning to get the picture for the photo challenge but never remember when I'm actually at the building I want a picture of. So I may just say screw it and get a picture of whatever building I happen to get. Then I can conclude with that challenge.

I'm hoping to pick up my posts a tad. No promises, as always, but hopefully I don't go on a week's long hiatus again. I know no one reads these in the first place but for the few people that do I like to feel like I'm not letting y'all down.

Anyway.

So I have an 11 month old, as of yesterday. I'm not really sure how the hell that snuck up on me.

And Ma'am is coming home on Sunday! I can't wait until she's back home, in Ontario, where she belongs.

I've been feeling the urge to change my hair lately. Maybe colour it again.

I get my tattoo in 3 weeks! I cannot wait! It's going to look fabulous.

Today really kind of sucked. Bub's dad came for his visit. He hasn't seen Bub in over a month. It was emotional for me, to say the least. I hate having to watch him go.

Enough for now.

Blog Challenge; day thirty.

What's one thing in your closet you wear when you have a nice occasion?

Depends on the occasion, I suppose. I wear about 95% of my clothing on a weekly basis so there's not much for super special occasions.

100th Post!

First off, I apologize for my complete lack of awesome the past however long. I've been pretty occupied.

Ma'am is still in Newfoundland. It's been super weird and quiet without her here. She's called a few times and says she's having a ton of fun. I miss her mucho.

Bub is Bub. He's not doing too much new but he's getting increasingly funnier as the days go on. As if that was possible.

And now to the point of my post.



Yay!

Honestly don't have too much to say. But I've been waiting to make this for days now so here it is.