And i’m over here like
NIGGA IZ U CLEANIN DAT WIT YO EYES?!
OMG yes. XD
Over time I will edit this, and maybe re-post it as I add to the list. These are not in any particular order. I’m just going to write them as they come to me.
*- Cosplay at a Comic Con
Marry the Man of My Dreams
*- Write and Illustrate a Children’s Book
- Become a Mommy
*- Visit a Foreign Country (Ireland, Japan, England, Australia, etc.)
- Become a Publisher
- Go on a Road Trip
Go to a Zoo
- Open My Own Etsy Shop and Sell My Crafts
- Play Paintball
- Read A Lot More
- Go On a Cruise
- Go Back to Disneyland
- Get in Good Physical Shape
- Conquer My Fear of Spiders and Bugs (Yeah right)
- Get Matching Tattoos With Brent
*- Go Camping With Brent
- Learn to Snowboard
- Ride a Train
- Make Something Beautiful
*- Make My Own Skyrim Armor
- Try New Foods
- Talk to an Elderly Person About Their Childhood
- Play My Flute More
- Learn to Sew
- Have or Go to a Who-Dunit? Party
- Start Our Wedding Scrapbook
*- Love and Care for Brent for the Rest of His Life
- Go Jet Skiing With Brent
- Dye My Hair Blonde
- Live in a Little Cottage With Brent :)
- Own a Big Loveable Dog :3
- Grown My Hair Out (In Progress)
- Make a Difference In Someone’s Life
- Meet David Tennant
*- Sleep in a Hammock With Brent
*- Learn to Ride a Horse
*- Become and Archer
- Just Pick a Color of Crocks and Buy Them Already! XD
If you’re a fan of Cillian Murphy and got to sit next to him on a plane you’d probably be really excited but at the same time a small part of you would be scared for a few seconds because you’ve seen Red Eye.
I’ve never been in any kind of car accident until yesterday. We were trying to make a left across three lanes. We got the wave from two of the three to go on ahead, and the third was empty. Or so we thought (Yeah, I know its our fault). My husband says he saw the car coming at us through my window and so he stepped on the gas in order to get out of the way. We didn’t make it, but we weren’t hurt, nor were the people in the other car. Our back tire axel was bent in, bumper torn off, brake lights shattered on both sides. My airbag deployed and scraped my arm and stomach a little, but we’re both okay. Just sore. Really sore.
I think in all my twenty-one years of life, that’s the closest I’ve ever come to dying. I don’t remember much about what I happened in that moment when our cars collided, but I do remember thinking… I’m going to die. I didn’t scream, but when everything had settled I did start to cry. Almost immediately. I looked down at my body and saw that there wasn’t any blood, or holes, or a bent car door or anything. Just a ringing in my ears and my heart pounding in my chest. We were so lucky.
And of course as soon as I got out of the car it started pouring rain. The big, fat kind that stings a little when it hits your skin. After an hour or more we were drenched and making our way back to the apartment, which was very close to where we wrecked thankfully. I was still a nervous wreck, and crying off and on every 5 minutes. It took a while for me to convince Brent that everything was okay. I guess it was because I hardly believed everything was okay myself. I just kept saying that we were alive and that’s all that mattered. But, I think he just couldn’t get over the fact that my life had been in danger because of him.
If you’re reading this, Brent, just know that it wasn’t really anyone’s fault. That’s why its called a car ACCIDENT. Take comfort in knowing that I’d gladly get into a car with you again before I’d EVER get into one with your parents.
So, despite our soreness, the world turns on. Thankfully we are still here to enjoy it. I know I don’t ever really say anything to those of you who follow me, but I am grateful that you do. I post what I love and feel and I’m just happy that some people enjoy it. Have a great day everyone.
Please wear your seat belts.
I love it!