O.M.G. :)

Time changes so much, doesn't it?

I now have my bachelor's degree. 

&& I'm single.

What a difference a week makes, right?  haha

Anywho,

I haven't had time to do any writing, but I'm still thinking and plotting about my work in progress. 

Love and kisses.  :)

Warning: this may p!ss you off

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Sex......and Love

The simple glide of a hand that erases thoughts of anything but that touch.  A meeting of two mouths that ignites a need to be skin to skin.  The desire to be devoured.  The equisite pleasure of that person around and in you that you never want to end.  The beautiful realization that it doesn't matter how or where they touch you, you're going to love it.  The trust to allow lust to take you places you've never been.   

You know what I'm talking about. 


Sexual chemistry.

The kind that has you daydreaming at work, in the car, shopping, of what you want to do to your partner.  Of what they can do to you.  Sex for the simple pleasure of tasting and touching the person, instead of a mad rush to orgasm.  The buying of lingerie and toys, the anticipation that you can build with soft kisses in non sexual places, the teasing when you knew exactly what they wanted, and that you were going to give it to them, when you were ready to so, the romance of staring into your lovers eyes until the need is just too much, and instinct takes over.

Then the mad rush to orgasm. 

Take a minute.  Think about your lover, back when you couldn't wait to get your hands on him.  When you thought about how he tastes, and devised new ways to make you the best lover he had ever had.  Think about the passion that kept him on your mind and kept you both in bed more than you were out of it.

And give yourself that passion back. 

Don't wait for Valentine's.  Go have great sex. 

OMG I WANT IT

I just watched UFC 126.  And I've been a fan of the UFC for years.  I want the discs.  All of them.

I'm going to start buying them.  I spent a whole dollar and got 2 of the movies, UFC 47 & 48.  I watched them already. 

I think I deserve my little guilty pleasure. 
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On another note, I wrote my other final today.   All five pages.  Didn't even LOOK at my 20 page final.  Ugh, I could vomit I'm so nervous over that one. 

I'm still planning my graduation celebration.  All I know is, I want to go to a bookstore, and to Olive Garden. 

My friend wants us to go clubbing etc.  I don't know.  I haven't been to a club in sooo long.  It's basically a waste of money.  I'm more of a drink at home (or a friends') lol. 


We shall see.

Woo Sah does not work for me!

I lead a stressful life.  For six years now, I've been a single mom, a student, and an employee.  A full time student, a full time employee, a full time mom.  My son is always first priority, and school work related to times (usually) when he is busy with school or playing outside, or asleep.  I'm two weeks away from graduation.  IF my final doesn't tank my grade.  I'm making a C right now, and let me tell you, that pisses me off.  I work hard on my assignments.  No matter how tired I am or how I feel, I get my work done.  This professor is harsh.  Extremely harsh.  Example? Sure, "APA format allows for first person, but I prefer third person" ~ so I lose points for any first person reference, EVEN THOUGH it is allowed in the format.  That's harsh.  And crazy.  And makes me say dirty words.  My final is a complete business plan for a fictitious business, with me as the owner.  I find it challenging to write about a business I "own" from a third party perspective.  This final is 20 pages long.  Yup.  20 pages.  That is a LOT of room for nit picky errors. 

I have another class, with its final, that has to be completed. 

I work (on average) 90 hours in a two week pd, 12 hour shifts, plus at least 20 minutes of briefing before the shift, and however long it takes my replacement to reach my post.  I'm drained, mentally and physically at the end of my shift. 

I'm still fighting with Nate's insurance.  I haven't heard from my mother in three days.  I have a story in my head, and no time (or energy, or patience) to chase it where it will go. 

Right now, all the woo sah in the world is not helping me to de-stress.  I feel like screaming.  I feel like climbing into bed and staying there for 48 hours straight. 

On a happy note....I fully believe I will graduate.  I've worked wayyy too hard not to.  And when I do; I'm going to Jacksonville, FL and having a nice dinner, going to a bookstore, and where ever else I end up, and having a good time.  That day, I won't stress about anything.  I've been budgeting for this, and planning this, and no stress is allowed on that day.  I'm soooo looking forward to it.  You just can't imagine.  :) 

It's just keeping calm until the final grades are posted.  Then I have one monkey off my back, more time for my passion (writing).  I already make sure I get plenty of Nate time.  But with no school for me, we can go on trips and such, that I really don't have time for now.  I want to take him to the zoo, and Wild Adventures, to start with.

Oh, and my job is tedious at times, and tiring, but I love it.  Most nights.  ;)

Exciting

Shortly after writing my blog last night, I got violently ill.  

Yuck. 

Thank goodness I am off tonight, because I hurt so bad I couldn't get out of bed for a few hours.  I have managed to hold down some OJ and an uncrustable.  It's only been about 30 minutes so we shall see how it goes from here. LOL :)

I do feel MUCH better, no aches and pains, fever, chills, or nausea right now.

The exciting part, is that while being forced to lay very, very still, my brain was sorting through scenes, and rejecting ideas, on a story that has tortured me for a year.

Everytime I go to write about it, it is dry and stilted.  I try to paint the reader a story.  I want you to fall in love when they fall in love, to fear when they fear, etc.  So stilted writing is quickly deleted.  And my story is nowhere except in my head.

However, I feel that I have the opening scene.  I love how it is unfolding.  I'm crossing my fingers.   It's a paltry few words, just a couple of paragraphs so far.  But they are paragraphs that I LIKE.

I'm going to tear myself away from staring at the page with my truimphant opening, and start preparing for my finals.

The last two obstacles in the path of my Bachelor's Degree. 

I'm going to attempt to play the wii with Nate in a bit~we are trying to get to World 6 in Super Mario Brothers Wii edition.  Whatever the title is, the game is aggravating as all get out.  :p  

Of course, I'll have to turn off the History channel with its current debate of if Queen Elizabeth the First was really a man.  :D