Guess who’s got two thumbs and a penchant for not following through? This guy.
To quickly recap, I’m still in Germany, still married to the military, still purchasing way too many shades of red lipstick, still constantly dyeing my hair.
Oh, but Charming and I adopted a black kitten that we named Dash. Then we found out he was actually a panther. Oops.
My name is Ellee Long, and there is a 63% chance that I’m allergic to you. Continue reading
Wow, that title makes me sound way smarter than I actually am.
Do you ever have a day where you feel like your life is a human version of a participation trophy?
Of all the things I have problems understand, talking shit about people after graduating from tenth grade is really high up there. Like, number three after people obeying speed limits and geography.
Still, I come to this new community and have to deal with this. I get that some people are immature, but women in their forties talking about me to my coworkers that are in their twenties? It’s so Desperate Houswives. No murders yet, though.
What was being said, you may ask? That I’m an egotistical bitch that thinks I’m the best at everything. Clearly she has never seen me attempt sports. Also, why is believing you are good at something a negative thing? I stated I knew I was very good at math (fun fact of the day) which is what started this whole thing. There isn’t enough eye rolling I can do.
I am so self obsessed.
However, every cloud has a silver lining. When I deal with people like that, I remember how awesome my true friends are. Last night I hung out with Keeley where we drank a lot of wine and talked life. We talked about our friends from back home and how amazing they are. I think that’s why I’m so sensitive here; it will take A LOT to be up to par with my friends back home.
Friends that surprise you by serenading you during your first dance.
Yeah. That fucking awesome. So, if you’re reading this, take the time tonight to tell your friends how you feel about them. Now that I’m not near mine, I think how I didn’t appreciate them enough back home. I could focus on stupidheads whose favorite extra curricular activity is gossiping, but instead I’m thinking about the people who love me. It may not be many, but I’m really into quality over quantity 🙂
Now this is fucking LOVE
My friends and family are incredible although they’re hundreds of miles away. I have a Charming that writes me notes like this ^ and I have one or two people over here that make Germany not complete hell. Life could be far worse.
Spoiler alert: I no longer have a facebook.
Like every other person who graduated high school in the aughts, I got myself a facebook right when I got my college email address. Kids, these were the days when facebook was for college students and college students only, but I digress.
I loved being on facebook during college. It made connecting to classmates for projects and “projects” so much easier. When I graduated, I thought I would use it to keep in touch with those who no longer live near me. Ah, the sentiment.
Did I use it for such a reason? Fuck no, and neither do you.
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