August as barely started & already it’s a trying month for me. Very up&down. My dog Grandma(Rosie) passed away on Wednesday & then on Friday, my little brother pops up with this huge husky type of dog. Apparently the dog followed my brother home, as was the situation with Grandma but stupid me put the dog outside & he jumped the fence. He wasn’t ours, although he was more then welcome to join the kennel we’re already running currently housing six dogs, and counting. I just hope he made it to his own house. I know she’s just a dog but it’s still heart breaking. We’ve had her for 14 years, that’s more then half of my life.

Then there’s good news. Like I’m finally registered for school! Just took a billion years right? Praise jebus. I’ve got to knock out these pre-req’s for nursing first which is blah but hey- it’s time. I’m happy about that, but then I go to re-check my classes and my Friday morning Sociology course has been changed to a Sunday morning class. Uhm, I am not religious but you’re insane if you think I’m making it to a fucking Sunday class, Bitch. I’ve changed it to a Saturday morning for now, I’m going to ask the professor if I can be squeezed in. Otherwise, I’ll have Fridays free from now until Jan. So uh, pack my Dora lunch box Natay. I’m getting a treadmill & a pilates machine sometime between now and next week. I’m not a gym person. Maybe later but for now, doing it from home is where it’s at. Somewhere in my drunken birthday fun I managed to fuck up my digital camera, so that’s got to be replaced too.

I really appreciate all of the kind words & wishes that I got on my last entry. I finally talked Evan out of getting a white tux & I’ve picked out a few dresses, even though the wedding is two years away. I really like this dress. But who knows my taste might change. I’ve got a whole list of songs that remind me of me & him but I’ve put a song in this entry that I could see us dancing to. Let me know what you think. It’s a lot easier to figure out who’s not your real friend when you’re happy VS when you’re in a rut. I’ve noticed people like to wallow in misery but when you’ve got a reason to smile, they can’t stand it. I’ve cut ties with a few people that I’ve just got nothing in common with or flat out don’t respect, & I’m a lot happier for it. If we can only discuss bad shit, that’s the point in us speaking? I’ve also come to the decision- I will not befriend anymore people with children. It’s just not my scene. As you can see, I’ve changed my header. Finally made something. I think it totally sucks but I haven’t made anything from scratch in well over a year, so it’ll do for now. I’m not even that active on my site anymore, I’m more on Plurk & Livejournal then anywhere else. If you use those you can add me from my contacts page. Okay enough rambling.

Make you feel my love ♥.

xoxo, Jane*

I’m still a little dazed so bare with me please.. After all my bitching about my friends.. both of my current best friends showed up. I was so fucking happy. Some girls came, some girls left, some girls had excuses but in the end it was me & my past + present best friends, and of course, my Evan.

I got there late as always, got introduced/wished birthday wishes by damn near everybody, almost missed all my shout outs, complained about the table (I thought I was getting some small shit) then out came the bottles and these motherfuckers got me extra drunk. I got a little disappointed because when I hugged Evan I thought I felt a box in his pocket but when I checked later, it was business cards.. Most of the pictures weren’t taken with my camera so even though I got some to upload that’s nothing compared to what my girls caught on theirs, + the video but yea, Alisa poured the vodka, Evan got out the patron, then had the nerve to pass me 151 – I was done hella early. so then Evan climbs up on the bench chair whatever thingy for us to take pictures & we’re laughing and shit then I look up and all his people are crowded around us and he said ‘Yall know I’ve made a lot of mistakes over the years, but she’s the one thing I’ve done right.. so I wanna know -’ & got down on his knee, with my ring, WAHOOO I screamed and ran, all my girls were jumping, hollaring & screaming ‘we’re getting married!’ it was fucking great.

I ended up crying though when I got home because Evan made me give my ring back. He said he’s tried to meet up with my father numerous times last week & it didn’t work out SO he’s gotta ask him today for his blessing and then I get my ring back. I was NOT trying to come off that shit. lol but yep that was my night. I’m not gonna do the whole ‘I’ma cut you off because u didn’t make it to my party’ shit but I have decided that my only brides maids are the girls that were there. Just those 4. It was kinda a drunk decision but it’s one I wanna keep. I’m gonna put pictures on my myspace + flickr, so if you aren’t added lemme know & I’ll add you. (don’t worry, my daddy gave his blessings & I have given my ring back)

xoxo, Jane*