Bloody

I'm bloody and I'm almost out of diapers. Oh, bloody Wednesdays. Nothing good ever comes out of them.

Last night I partook in a "WWE tournament" in which I lost. I'm just not cut out for wrestling, what can I say. I know, it's hard to tell because I'm so big, muscular, gangster... and whatnot.

Yesterday I realized how important it is to keep up with the lives of people I care about. Obviously, this is a given; but, the fact whacked me in the face when I was on the phone. It's so hard to stay informed about people if you're not constantly around them, which is why people tend to form closer relationships to people in their proximity (it's not a bad thing, it's just fact). However, becoming closer to those around you tends to make you less conscientious about your previous friendships and relationships. So lately, I've been putting in more effort to compensate for the fact that I've been failing at keeping up with everyone's lives. I have an obsession with being there for people if they need me to be there; but, it's hard to do this if I don't even know what's going on (I like listening, feel free to talk~). After a series of three phone calls each exceeding an hour long, I can finally say that I feel like I've caught up, and it feels excellent. :) Therefore, I have established that it is possible to have "the best of both worlds" (ew, miley cyrus), all you need is a bit of effort (of course love won't hurt either).

chew gum & eat protein <3