Hospitals, Epiphanies, and Balls

Yesterday I was released from the hospital after being in there since Thursday. While being in there I had a few epiphanies.
The first, I am so lucky to have such caring parents and I need to stop taking them for granted. My parents are always there for me, yet I treat them like crap a lot. Part of that WAS regular teenage stuff, and part of it was my BiPolar-ness. Seriously, I scream at them sometimes for the littlest things. Soon after I feel terrible about it, but I still do it. I need to stop treating them like that because my parents are always there for me. Being in the hospital and seeing a lot of people having parents who didn't give a fuck (excuse my language) about them. I thought to myself, "How can you not care about your children? How can you tell your daughter that instead of her son dying it should have been her?? How can you pretend and act as if they never existed??" After hearing some truly horrible stories I realized how lucky I am.
Second, I need to stop talking myself into things. I tell myself I'll fail at something, and I do. I tell myself that I can't handle something and I end up breaking down. Most of my problems come from myself and that no one is to blame but me. I told myself it was going to happen and I made it happen. I have to stop being so negative all the time and just be positive.
Third, holding someone in a high esteem sets you up for disappointment and hurt. When you make someone to be something in your head when they're really not like that, it causes a lot of hurt. You say someone's perfect and you don't want to believe that they have any faults. And when they make the tiniest mistake it hurts so bad because you believed that they would never do anything wrong. You have to see them for who they are and see them as only human and humans make mistakes.

I'm not sure why I put balls in the title. It's my new favorite word. I use it all the time and most of the time I say it out of the blue. I'm weird like that, I guess. Me and my boyfriend say it to each other a lot, for no reason. So let me end by saying, BALLS!

Engagement Ring

So, in April Kevin (my fiancé) gave me an engagement ring. He thought it was sterling silver but I found out later it wasn't. How did I find this out? Well, the ring started turning a copper color and turning my finger green.
Then, in June when he came to visit we bought matching rings. They we're so cute but one day at work I lost the stone to it. (It was a $15 ring) I was upset so I started wearing the other one. My finger is still green. =/
The other day I showed Kevin this ring. It was a Tiffany's knock off, meaning sterling silver but cubic zirconium. It was beautiful, absolutely gorgeous and Kevin said he'd buy it for me!!! I'm so excited!
I'm the type of girl that would rather have a fake ring than a real one. Why you ask? Well it's simple, I won't feel that bad if I lose the ring or something happens to it. Anyways, here's the picture of my ring:

Gorgeous isn't it?

Halloween

So, my sister decided she wants to have a Halloween party at my house. She decided this a few weeks ago. I was freaking out because I wanted to be there but my work schedule is so unpredictable. I put in a request to have the night off but apparently a lot of people wanted the night off.
Today, I went in to pick up my check and check the schedule. I GOT HALLOWEEN OFF! I was so happy. But unfortunately, I don't know what I'm gonna be all I know is that I'm dyeing my hair purple. No, not my whole head purple but just where I had the blond highlights. I'm excited because I'm using Manic Panic and that's all my favoritest singer EVER uses. Yeah, I know it's stupid for me to be excited about that.
I think I want to be a dark faerie. You know, a sort of black outfit and dark wings. I just have to find something in my size. Or I could be an asylum patient. That would be pretty cool. I can't figure it out yet. =/

Leave comments and give me suggestions. =)

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I Should Post More Often

I've realized that I forget I have a blog... Wow my "." key just popped off my keyboard... (Yes I did put it back on). Anyway, I tend to forget I have blog and don't write much anymore.
School has been so stressful. Life has been stressful in general. Between work, school, my fiancé and my family, life is pretty hard to keep up with. (I know I just ended a sentence with a preposition, shoot me) I've actually been struggling to keep it together but I always have one person I can count on to make everything better, and that is my amazing love, Kevin.
But yeah, I hope next semester is easier for me. I think I'll go crazy if it isn't. =/ But I love my Bio class semester so it makes everything better. lol I'm a complete nerd if you haven't noticed. It's my best subject, I'm doing better in that class than in English. I can be a total grammar nazi but it sucks because all we do is essays! The most annoying things in the world!! =/
Well, I think that's all for now. Bye bye. =)

Boredom.

I'm here at school. I'm really bored. My next class starts in 20 minutes and I'm listening to some music.
I've realized that as much as other people tell me the food is good in the cafeteria the food really sucks. I mean it tastes horrible. Today, I had a salad hoping it would be okay just having something simple. It tasted old. The lettuce was gross.
I know right now I'm seriously rambling but I can't help it. I'm bored, when I'm bored I ramble, it's just the way I am. Kevin (my amazing fiancé if you don't know who he is) went to the store and left his phone at home to charge. So I'm left missing him and being bored. He is my only source of unboredom. I know that isn't a word but it is now. Hmm, I think I may just go to class now. I don't want to be late. That would suck.
I was late to my English class last Thursday and it was retarded because I was only in class for 30 minutes because Dr. Khochmeister (pronounced cock-my-ster XD) had a doctors appointment! So yes, to keep from feeling retarded again because of Murphy's Law, I'm going to be in my Bio class on time, if not early. =)