The House that Built Me... ♥

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and mad goodness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art - write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.

Neil Gaiman

Because I feel obligated to.

With the coming new year in less than a week I feel a little obligated to make a post that contains a few of my sentimental thoughts about the past and future. I don’t want to visit the past so much, because I tend to dwell on everything that I could have/should have done and turn it into something negative. I know I’ve made my fair share of mistakes this year especially concerning my weight loss “failures”.

Things that happened so far in 2011:

• I stuck up for myself in a few different types of situations, one that I’m most proud of is when I told a douche bag guy off.
• I fell in love.
• I fell out of love.
• I lost weight, not much, but some.
• I discovered running and decided I’m going balls to the wall with it.
• I worked A LOT.
• Ohh and I turned 21!!

Things that I want to happen in 2012:

• Lose at least 60 pounds.
• Run farther.
• Run faster.
• Buy Miss Me jeans. Sidenote-yes this is a goal that goes with losing weight.
• Learn to accept myself for the person I am now and will become in the future.
• Tell people how I feel.

I’ve been doing quite a lot of thinking about how this year is coming to an end so soon and a part of me feels as if I didn’t accomplish nearly as much as I could have or should have, but I know that I’ve come a long way and I’m not done yet. I have plans for 2012, big plans, huge plans, and I feel it in every being of my body that they’re all going to happen and I truly and honestly can’t wait! 

I feel like I should end this post by saying, “Let the games begin.”

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You should be kissed & often, by someone who knows how.

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I’m cold and I live in Texas.

And I’m wearing Uggs and they feel damn good on my feet.

When my feet are clothed in athletic shoes or cowgirl boots about 90 percent of the time these shoes feel like littlr pillows for my feet!

He told me we’re going to be family one day.

No big deal.

I wish I was alive during the generation of when guys threw rocks at your window, they wrote you love letters, they serenaded you, and you would get phone calls, but I’m stuck with getting poked on facebook, sharing videos on youtube, and one worded text messages.

THIS!

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