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Feeling/Not Feeling: The 2010 Year-in-Review

Feeling/ Not Feeling
For 2010

Feeling
·         Living my academic dreams
·         Mariah and Nick living their dreams. Not a big fan of Mariah’s music but so happy she’s happy.
·         Hopeful for the new year
·         Having my mother one more year
·         Being able to bless others and have them be a blessing to me
·         The new blog design coming soon! OMG! HOT-NESS!!!
·         The possibility of shaving my head a la Chrisette come 2011. (I don’t know...this could be a phase)
·         Getting my debt taken care of…stuff is moving and shaking J
·         Revamping my wardrobe
·         Designing my bedroom to be more “adult”. I got that done. (I need new linens though)
·         My Falcons and their record! WOO HOO! (and MAYBE I’ll be able to throw a Superbowl Party! *crossing fingers* )
·         Forgiveness and friendship
·         The increased readers of my blog...love you all to pieces. *smooches*
·         Looking forward to traveling. Trying to plan a Ghana trip in Summer 2011.
·         Working on myself...for myself…and no one else…from the inside out.
·         A quiet, Christmas. Just me..my mama..and some Cold Stone Hot Chocolate.
·         I think that I did pretty well in my first semester of school! *shrug*
·         Getting rid of dead weight. B*tch..Be Gone!!
·         Getting paid early for Xmas and we have almost 2 weeks off! SCHWEET!
 


Not Feeling
·         The hellafied dating experiences I’ve been on
·         The #1 thing I want for Christmas…I can’t get. *sigh*
·         Having to register late for classes because my job pays for it! *sigh*
·         Not wearing half of the new wardrobe I bought (lol)
·         Still not being a mom in 2010 *sigh*. Oh well...I’d be a bad mom anyway...no time.
·         Bernie Madoff’s son committing suicide...sooooo sad
·         Michael Jackson being dead. I can’t come to grips with it..(and the Wii game being sold out everywhere! DAMMIT!)
·         The lack of good music that was released this year…so sad.
·         Being totally humiliated in so many ways
·         Not obtaining a few personal goals
·         Not bonding with a close group of gal-pals and falling outta touch with so many
·         Not traveling enough…I need some passport stamps!
·         All these soft-singing jokers that came out in 2010. LOL….
·         Stalling on the work out tip (we’ll get it together with a  better school schedule next semester)
·         Still being single in 2010. I didn’t have one, single positive relationship.
·         This being Oprah’s Last Year *sniff*
·         How they are trying to undermine Obama and the election results..sooo sad!
·         All the lame ass pick up lines I’ve heard this year
·         Unrequited love and heartbreak
·         Denim leggings being called “jeggings”. That shit annoys me greatly.

Comments

  1. lol @ jeggings. That is pretty corny.

    I am so curious to see Mariah and Nick's baby. They've always seemed an odd match to me, but like you said, Im so happy she's happy! Everyone deserves that.

    Ooooh, a new hairdo?!! I gotta google Chrisette to see how she wears her. I remember it being short and cute, but can't recall the exact look.

    Yaaaay @ increased blog readershisp

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  2. I have to admit, I thought Nick & Mariah was just a joke but they have proven me wrong! So happy for them.

    I agree, I have not excepted the fact that Michael J is gone...Its like a bad dream!

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  3. lol. I don't think anyone really took Nick and Mariah seriously..well, of course except NICK AND MARIAH.
    Its sort of amazing how school seems to revitalize a person. I'm glad I decided to go back, myself.
    As far as MJ...I still haven't even seen "This Is It". Like Violet Poetry said, "Its like a bad dream!"
    I've got a feeling from what I've read in your blogs and watched in your vlogs that 2011 is going to be your year!

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  4. feeling this entire blog...

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