Joys of PMS

All we ever hear about PMS are epithets of how much it sucks. And indeed it does. However, during this time, I thought, hey, there has to be a brighter way of looking at this curse. Why yes, I do believe there are a few...

1) An excuse for irrationality <-- granted I hate using it as an excuse.. but hey, one can't mess with raging hormones.. then again, I'm perfectly irrational without the help of hormones, thank you very much.

2) Black Forest Chocolate cake for dinner <-- c'mon. when else can you not feel guilty for the amount of ass you are gaining when scarfing down this baby?

3) Laziness <-- a couple of days before, you just get so tired and unmotivated that no amount of push and shove would do any good. but it's okay. You have a reason. You're just PMS-ing.

Hmm... I guess it's not a very long list. There's probably more. But I am listening to Izrael Kamakawiwo'ole crooning "Somewhere over the rainbow" and it's settling down my active brain....

ahh... zzzzzzzzzzz

Signs of Aging

I never thought this day would come. But sadly it did. My friends, whom I've known since elementary/middle school days, and I were talking story. Just like old times. Except the topic was far from the carefree topics of... well God knows who even remembers what we talked about back then. But I know what we talked about today. INVESTMENTS! Freakin' investments. I felt like I was in a sitcom.. the kind I watched when I was younger, getting an "insight" into adult lift. Now this is my reality check. Wake up, Faye! You are an adult! There's no more "when I grow up I wanna..." moments. This is it. This is your life. What are you gonna do with it?


Hmm.. this situation reminds me of a Switchfoot song. Funny that they pop out during my pensive-about-life moments...

Yesterday is a wrinkle on your forehead
Yesterday is a promise that you’ve broken
Don’t close your eyes, don’t close your eyes
This is your life and today is all you’ve got now
Yeah, and today is all you’ll ever have
Don’t close your eyes
Don’t close your eyes

This is your life, are you who you want to be
This is your life, are you who you want to be
This is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be
When the world was younger and you had everything to lose

Yesterday is a kid in the corner
Yesterday is dead and over

This is your life, are you who you want to be
This is your life, are you who you want to be
This is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be
When the world was younger and you had everything to lose

Don’t close your eyes
Don’t close your eyes
Don’t close your eyes
Don’t close your eyes

This is your life, are you who you want to be
This is your life, are you who you want to be
This is your life, is it everything you dreamed it would be
When the world was younger and you had everything to lose

Angel Hair

My sister came up with this nickname one weekend upon seeing a guy with the prettiest blond curls ever. However, I had to give this name to someone else. And he is so adorable that he deserves an entire blog about him. No, it's not a new hot guy I'm seeing. (Damn it lol). JK! Actually, it's a student in my class. And no it's not like that creepy way you're probably thinking. Oh great Faye, you work with kids long enough..... ermm.. yea, no.

Anyway, I'm usually not one to have favorites. At least I try very very hard not to. But this kid. Man, he wormed his way into my soft spot with his red chubby cheeks and curly brown hair. He cries and it breaks my heart. I'm like.. Faye, be objective. You can't just give in to what he wants because he's too cute for his own good. Or can I? I rule my class right? Wait, no! That would be counter productive!

So anyway... how was your day?