6-24-10
O-H-I-O
The ‘I’ broke. Birthday gift from my dad.
I kind of felt like this today. I girl without an identity. Someone people don’t know, don’t invite to things, don’t remember. It shouldn’t bother me, but it does. Especially at work. My coworkers all hang out outside of work. I’m not invited. No, I don’t want to go downtown and get drunk, but it would be nice to be invited. They have celebrated everyone’s birthday at work so far. Mine came and went, no cake like everyone else got, not even a general ‘happy birthday’. It sucked. I like who I am. But at moments like this, I wish I was more to people, not just ‘that girl behind the camera’.
I got my shoes I’m going to wear for my sister’s wedding. She said I had to get silver. I got sparkly glitter ones because I don’t have any shoes like that. I’m also excited that it’s little heals so I can wear them all day long. Now I just have to go get my dress fitted. Btw, I feel fat. But I blame that on the crappy day.
My seedlings are sprouting. 🙂
Laugh, Live, and Love 
Ooh. I like the shoes and the OHIO buddhas. 🙂
I feel what you said about identity sometimes.
I hate that feeling of no identity or that I’m not memorable. Blah. I’m sorry you know what I’m talking about, although I never thought you would – you’re one of the strongest personalities I know; all the rooftop girls are.
Those shoes are really cute and practical (well as practical as glitter shoes can be). I’m sorry no one at work recognizes how awesome you are. But then again, they don’t sound very interesting at all.
Yes, I feel they are rather practical; I’m actually curious if I can salsa in them or not….hmmmm.
Thank you for making me feel better.