my own advice

One of the pieces of advice I gave in my article was that regret is sometimes worse than sadness...so guess who's over for pizza and a movie? That's right, Pookie.

So I'm off to indulge in vegetarian pizza and Immortals and go from there.

A snipet of my editoral this week

Saying goodbye is one of the worst feelings in the world – the reason is because when you say goodbye to a person you care about, a piece of your heart stays with them. It means you’ll always be there for them and you’ll forever have a piece of them in your heart.

This week, I said goodbye to two of my good people for two completely different reasons. I broke up with an amazing person because he’s leaving to go to Fredericton in the fall. I was scared to say goodbye then, so I walked away now. Dr. Phil may ask how that worked for me – it worked but it didn’t make it better. To everyone who is in a position like this, don’t shy away from your friends (or relationships) because you’re afraid to be hurt. Regret can be worse than sadness.

I’m also in the process of saying goodbye to one of those people who walked into my life and changed my life for the better. He taught me that it’s possible to like everyone although I actually haven’t learned how to yet. He’s the sort of person that I am so blessed to have met but school is over for him and real life must begin. I can only wish him the best and threaten to visit because I want to pet a camel.

This has been the hardest one to write - I've been sitting here for 30 minutes crying but I also think it's the most truthful I've ever been in an editorial.

Thoughts of the day

Since I don't have much to write about - it was a slack day - I'm going to put some thoughts on here.

-I don't think you're evil but you piss me off on a daily basis.
-You're probably the best guy I ever dated and I broke my own heart.
-Wedding stories do NOT make breakups easier
-Crying can actually begin to cause pain around the eyes
-I want the occasion to wear a poofy dress
-There's a 40 of vodka in my room but I'm not drinking tonight
-The main thought on my mind: "What if woke up one morning and said, 'I love you'?"
-I miss you...a lot
-I'm going to miss you more than I can even type.
-I want pizza. Greasy yummy pizza...and garlic fingers.

A day without smiling

It's been a weird day - I've been on the verge of crying but haven't cried. I've felt as though my heart is missing something useful - I miss the texts and the hugs...and him.

I keep thinking it's for the best - it is, right? I'm going to Quebec (I hope) in July and when I come back, he won't be there...so break up now means less heartache.

Oh, why can't I go back to just being witty right now. I think I like me more that way. I do believe vodka and I are going to have a strong relationship tonight.

Love is like Skittles or other gummy foods

I'm still a fan of happy endings - to all the smart-asses out there that are pulling down their pants, I will play 'nutslap' so don't even start with me however, at this moment in my life I have established that love is something like eating skittles.

A few skittles are the equivalent of dating - you feel good, you're happy, you have a bit of a rush...it's awesome!

Later on, you ate WAY too many skittles and now your stomach hurts, you've gained 10lbs, and you realize you're pooping a rainbow of colours - not so good.

There has to be balance - and that's something I'm lacking. I don't have time to eat skittles right now - I have things to do...So love, you're on the backburner for a few more years.