I meant to say this yesterday… But Happy Father’s Day! I wish I had a father. Well, I mean. Of course I have a father. My biological father. And I had a step-father too. But they weren’t real fathers. They weren’t brave enough to take on their parental role. It was much easier for them … More A role that was meant for two
So what? What does it matter? Did you go up two sizes over the course of a year? Just because you can accept your size doesn’t mean it’s easy for me to accept my size too. I never wanted to be this big and unhealthy. I never wanted to gain this much weight and be … More “Everyone used to be smaller. I used to be smaller too.”
Any local of Calgary know that we hold the Calgary Stampede fair annually in July. It’s a huge part of our city! Some locals frown upon it though. The down side of having Stampede means that our C-Train lines are always packed with people. It’s harder for those who need to commute to work via … More It’s that time of the year again.
Why haven’t I been blogging lately? Because for one, I’m still recovering from that awful cold I had mentioned from my previous blogs. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve received the “smokers cough” joke the last few weeks. “Jennie, you have to lay off those cigarettes!” “Jennie, are you alright? Too much smoke … More I DON’T SMOKE
Why do you keep pulling the “no friends” card? If you keep saying you have no friends, why don’t you just talk to them then? Why don’t you just hang out with them then? No, I don’t really like them. Why? Because we can’t get along the same way you and I do. I’m different … More Am I an awful person?
Im sad to say, but nothing really happened today…I slept through most of the day, which is becoming a bad habit of mine. I use to be able to wake up at 6:30 or 8:30 in the morning, but now since I’m back at work….all I want to do is sleep, and stay asleep, and … More
For the first time this week, I am not swamped with so much work to focus on. So what exactly am I doing to kill some time? Cleaning out my Facebook. I’m currently going through my photo albums, notes and messages. My goodness. The way I used to type back then… I can’t. One of … More Old School Friends