It hurt at first, a little but - but now I'm so over it.

I'm over your lies, and I'm over your games... And I'm over you asking me when you know I'm not okay. ...

From tomorrow on I am no longer concerned with what I have been concerned with. Okay, how about from tomorrow on I will do my best to not concern myself with the things that I am concerned about. Yes, that sounds more realistic

I know who I am. I know my intentions. If anyone chooses to think otherwise because of my actions then tough on them. I'm tired of people pointing out that I need to be true to myself, but more so, I'm tired of knowing they're right.

That is it, that is all about that.

I was just reading a friends blog. I say friend and I actually mean it... Which is funny in a way. A girl.... Woman... I went to school with - sort of. She was on my rez floor and we were both too old to be there. *laugh* ... This chick can write. She is one of those people that has success written all over her - yet she is not happy with her job and looking elsewhere. Eagarly looking elsewhere. You know, part of me is so envious. We're in the same boat as looking elsewhere, but I don't want to leave - where I am, what I do. I don't. She does. I don't know who has it worse.

Crap. Wait. I said I would be okay with this. I am okay with leaving. In fact, I am happy about leaving. Yes. Happy. It's a new path, new challenges, a new world for Femmy to take over. Somewhere where I can be great at what I do beyond just on paper to be nice. That world exists, right?


On a lighter note, tomorrow I go get my nails done. My feet, that is. Not sure what drawings I should get on them. Fish, I think. The Frogs can wait for the Frog Races. Afterwards, I'm not sure what I will do. I should straighten my hair so I don't have to do it on Saturday. I've seriously been slacking on the hair. I have not had it straight in what seems like forever. I have wedding to go to on Saturday. I hope it's a skinny day. I hate dresses in day light and the wedding's outside. I don't want to feel like a cow glowing in the light. I like dusk, indoor dull lighting - It's all about the dull lighting.

Sleep sweet, folks.