Ok, so everyone is in love with the song Say Something by A Great Big World and Christina Aguilera, but can I just say that it makes me tear up every time I hear it (which is why I put it on my ‘December’ playlist and play it at least once a day). I am not sure why it even makes me feel so emotional…then again, everything makes me emotional these days. The other day, I watched a video of animals being dicks to one another, and in one clip, a big elephant sent a baby elephant tumbling down a small dirt hill and I LOST IT. Waterworks and forcing my dog into a fetal position cuddle, for an ungodly amount of time, may have happened. Anyway, back to this song. I love it too, you guys. I just turn into a 14-year old girl, who has been dumped for the first time, when I hear it. The song doesn’t even really resonate with me, as I have ZERO prospects in my life and legitimately have no desire to date. Would love to have a partner and companion, but I am just not in a headspace to put any effort into it right now. This is why I am confused as to the reasons behind this song getting to me. Perhaps X-Tina is just THAT good.
So, today is day 52 of unemployment. I have resided myself to the fact that I won’t be gaining any type of employment until the new year. I am ok with that though. I think 2014 is my year (I also think I have been saying this since 2009). I am just going to force 2014 to be my year. Even if I have to hold it against its will, 2014 WILL BE MY BITCH. Aside from that, I am just taking every day as it comes. I have good days and bad, depending on my frame of mind. Then, I have days like today, when I just watch some Christmas movie staring Kevin Sorbo, where he looks like Santa Clause to everyone. This is what I assume dropping acid is like. Just a world full of half Hercules, half Santa Clause people. I wonder if Santa Clause resemblance is something you can catch. I should probably WebMD that shit.
Yesterday I went Christmas shopping with my mom. Now, when I say I went Christmas shopping, I mean I tagged along with my mom like some lost puppy dog and tried on sale items that she later bought for me and called them “pre-christmas presents”. There are A LOT of deals before Christmas. I mean, I realize that not everyone is into Old Navy, but if you look hard enough, you can find some cute little gems that are hella cheap.
This is huge. It’s a small, but it could fit me and all my wrinkles into it. It reminds me of wearing a
boyfriend’s guy you are seeing, you think, maybe, shirt. Cute and comfy, yet somehow still stylish.
I like to tell myself jokes while I am in the change room.
You probably can’t read it, but the shirt says “Oh, deer”. Genius. Cute and pretty much sums up my life.
I like my face in this one. It’s almost like I am inconvenienced by my own need to take pictures of my new clothes. How many animal face shirts does one person need? Three, if you are me.
All right, I need to get back to this acid trip Christmas movie that I am in no way interested in.