living in a never ending spring: Whats shakin sexy?

{best part of my week. by far.}

Little bo peep has lost her sheep and doesn't know where to find them.

Although its more like she lost her wits, and I'm bo peep.

I'm getting a baby simulator for the weekend, and am minorly excited.

I know this is a bit backwards since the project is to deter teen pregnancy.

But I can't wait to be a mom.

I can't wait to be pregnant and drink tea with a big belly and a good book.

I can't wait to realize that a baby will be living inside me.

I'm a girl, and being so I have a nurturing side.

I don't like seeing people hurt, and I get along fairly well with children.

I love playing princesses, construction, doctor, name it I love it.

I love the feel of a baby in my arms.

Although I wont' be having a baby anytime soon. Just a fake one.

I want to go to college and get a career and then I can start thinking of a baby.

Because its pretty much physically impossible for me to have a baby.

Unless I will be the next virgin mary.

Sorry for being sac religious.

Its the weekend. Finally.

This week seemed to drag on--and on--and on--and on--and on--and on--you get the point.

I'm glad to be graduating so I don't have to deal with waiting and hoping and wishing to get asked to a dance, and then not. Even though EVERYONE around you is getting asked. Even the people you think are kind of strange {although who are you to judge?}.

And you?

You just ever so slyly check your front porch everyday for weeks hoping that today is the day. Even though it never really is.