Smilling-cookie

6 months until I finally graduate from the University of Ottawa. 6 more months of student budget. 6 more month until I can finally have a normal life routine. 6 more months until I can finally say: "Guess what, bitch? I'm done with school forever". And this time, it will be true. Finally I'll be able to be a worker, and finally start planning my life. Life with my partner, buy a house, big life decisions, be free of the endless debt cycle created by school. Maybe I'll even get better? I mean, Since the beginning of this semester, I've had two major panic/anxiety attacks. The first time I thought I was dying and having a stroke, but that wa

So my niece or nephew - he/she hasn't been nice and didn't want to tell us its sex - is scheduled to be born tomorrow through c-section at 7AM. It's now 12:25AM and I can't sleep because I'm stupidly excited and anxious. Even the momma of said baby told me, and I quote: "Holy, you make it sound like you're having the baby". I CAN'T HELP IT. I JUST WANNA LOVE IT ALREADY. IT'S BEEN 40 WEEKS FOR TITTIE'S SAKE. After the passing of Elijah Harper and my aunt Bertha Commanda last Friday, I need the beauty of LIFE to come into my life. Which is why this baby, and my nephew will be spoiled with Auntie Cookie's love. Boom. Happy Wednesday.

Holy tits, it's already 2013. Year started well, expect that I broke my toe 30 seconds in the new year, and my camera is still not fixed. But that's ok, it'll get better. I mean, NHL is back. How can life not be good? Happy New years, mammafuggas. I wish you all the best, and make 2013 the best year of your life. Melissa.