Undone

I just got done reading one of my Bridal Magazines. Some of it was helpful. Some of it was junk, and some of it was just plain mind blowing. I guess it takes being on this side of getting married (not the “Im watching you, but I don’t understand what’s going on side” but the “I’m the one actually doing it” side) to feel this stressed.

I wanted to stay on at GS until the semester is over so I could stay with a PT job until then. I don’t know if I’m going to be able to do that. I just looked through the list of everything that needs to be planned, and … wow. Florists and tuxes and cakes and… *gasps for air* I think the magazine is going for a more complicated wedding than I was planning in my brain. *shakes her head* Blah.

The more I read, the more I really don’t want a reception. Heh. Or at least don’t want to plan it. I’m one of those “I’ll think about it later” people (I suffer from Scarlett Syndrome) and so I flip through the magazine, and just go “I can’t be worrying about all this right now. I have school!” *raises her fist in a victory pose* I will do both. Other girls can do both. So can I. *nods* I’m gonna do it, and I’m gonna succeed.

and Now– I’m gonna go to work. Maybe someday they’ll give me a raise.

heh.

Derringer Meryl [Wow. Eye opening] Out