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**ME**
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Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Play pretend
Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,
When I was little we used to have these tall bushes in my backyard by the side fence. When you crossed through them you were a princess and every frog was a prince, bunnies talked to you, and money really did grow on trees. When the bushes were cut down...frogs were still frogs, bunnies where hit by cars and money...money does NOT grow on trees.
However, talking to the surgical nurse made me feel like that little girl again. But, I missed him. It had been two weeks since I saw him...he was like a drug. I liked it, needed it...
November he came down to the LV. I didn't make it a production...infact the night before I drank way too much and was hungover. Good job!
Before anything...he met my parents. I held my breathe as they talked...they liked him. That night we went out for a steak dinner...shopped and went out for drinks at a local bar with my best friend.
...My best friend...well he's a guy. Which made this meeting pretty intense...but they were good together in fact I was made fun of by both of them.
My best said I looked happy..we looked good together but most importantly I looked happy.
I'm so happy...I found the key to my secret world when I was little...for once I felt special.
Xoxo
**ME**
When I was little we used to have these tall bushes in my backyard by the side fence. When you crossed through them you were a princess and every frog was a prince, bunnies talked to you, and money really did grow on trees. When the bushes were cut down...frogs were still frogs, bunnies where hit by cars and money...money does NOT grow on trees.
However, talking to the surgical nurse made me feel like that little girl again. But, I missed him. It had been two weeks since I saw him...he was like a drug. I liked it, needed it...
November he came down to the LV. I didn't make it a production...infact the night before I drank way too much and was hungover. Good job!
Before anything...he met my parents. I held my breathe as they talked...they liked him. That night we went out for a steak dinner...shopped and went out for drinks at a local bar with my best friend.
...My best friend...well he's a guy. Which made this meeting pretty intense...but they were good together in fact I was made fun of by both of them.
My best said I looked happy..we looked good together but most importantly I looked happy.
I'm so happy...I found the key to my secret world when I was little...for once I felt special.
Xoxo
**ME**
I want to stalk
my best friend,
Surgical Nurse
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