SO WHAT IS IT GOING TO BE ?

You know when you like someone and then they stop talking to you and you finally accept the fact that you’re not speaking anymore, but then they talk to you again so you’re like, “wait, wtf…” *eyes squinting* So you’re sitting there, confused. And you don’t really know how to feel about this. Are you a second option? Or you just haven’t made it clear enough that you like him so he didn’t really think it was a big deal to stop talking for a while? Or maybe he changed his mind? You sit there and stare at your phone, at his text wondering how you’re supposed to reply. And then you start to become defensive and think, “uh uh, you can’t just come back and think it was okay to not talk to me…” So you ignore the text for about five minutes maybe less. Less actually. Because you realize you still really like him. So you tell yourself to suck it up. You decide to test it, but with one foot left behind because you’re not sure and you’re scared to get disappointed. So what is it gonna be?

YES GRANDMA, I’M STILL SINGLE. NOW WHERE’S THE WINE ?

Everytime I visit my grandmother, there is one thing she never fails to do. No, I’m not talking about her giving me bear hugs and telling me she missed me or asking me if I already ate. Which would be really nice. She never fails to ask me when I am going to get married. No granny. I am not getting married, I don’t even have a boyfriend. Why do old people feel the need to ask that question? It’s kind of personal you know? I don’t know about your granny, but mine believes that a woman should be married before turning 25. And if you don’t, you’ll be a left over and no one will ever want you and you will grow old alone. Mind you, she told me this when I was only eight. It did not impact me much but I have to admit, it’s definitely something that stayed somewhere in the back of my head. I kind of grew up anxious about when I am going to get married and if I ever. Kinda sad right? But then I got over it. I’m happy with myself and if no one sees how special I am like the way I see myself, then screw everyone. That just means I can adopt more shelter dogs. I love you granny!