Oooh yeah, 21 years old and she finally gets those darned wisdom teeth out! Most people I know got them out when they were younger, but both my boyfriend and I got them out when we were 21, so he got his out in March and mine today.

I will start off with saying how terrified I am of needles, and I'm so lucky that the dentist kept talking to me as she put in the needle. I didn't feel out of it at all, and then she said "I'm going to give you some medicine now" and to be quite honest I think that's the last thing I remember her saying. I don't even remember falling asleep, but I woke up in another room feeling a little silly, almost as if I was tipsy.
Before I had gone under, they had covered me with heated blankets, and boy, lemme tell you that waking up with those was the best thing. It was so cozy and I told her that I loved them and she said almost everyone says that.

She said I did really well and that I should recover pretty well, but still swell.
My bottom wisdom teeth were coming in, more so on my left side, and the very back of it was poking through, causing the rest to still be under the gum and luckily I went in before it got too much worse.

I got home and my dad gave me the pill I needed and I felt fine enough to have soup, which they told me I should, so cup of soup it was! I watched some netflix then napped and switched out my gauze a few times. The the pain started, and oooohhh boy did that even hurt. My dad gave me the pills and I ate like two puddings (no shame I was starving cause I didn't eat since 8 am) and I've been up ever since!

I'm waiting for tomorrow to just hit me like a brick, and hopefully my boyfriend will stop by to see me this weekend cause he said he only had his dad when he got his out and no one else, so he wants to come see me and spend time with me as a chimpmunk. Which is probably one of the cutest things ever, and he said he'll bring some soft foods for me and cook me some eggs. (insert heart eyed emoji here)

I may update you tomorrow or Saturday just on the swelling and what not. I've got an ice pack on now which will hopefully help with the swelling for tomorrow. They told me to stay home on Monday from my class so I'll see how I'm feeling Sunday and go from there. If I don't go, they said it'll be helpful for me too, which is nice.

Anyways, I hope this post didn't gross you out at all! I'll post again soon, and I'll probably edit my What I got for Christmas video (which will be up later than most oh well). If you guys have any questions about it or anything let me know!

I might also do a product review on the Benefit pore-fressional and the Nars creamy concealer!

Goodbye lovelies!!

Toodle-doo xoxo

Those nights where you hear something you didn't think you'd ever hear and it sends you into an emotional frenzy is one of those nights for me. I always try to keep my emotions level, but sometimes it's harder when you hear something and it just triggers it and you suddenly start crying about it and then slowly other things and you know you're okay but you keep crying anyways.

Dealing with emotions wasn't something I was good at in high school. I went through a lot of crap and a lot of friends and recently some other stuff has happened and it's brought back those old crap memories.
I'm such a different person than I was back then. I will be honest and say I'm still emotional, but I'm stable, and I'm much more confident. I really wish that certain events wouldn't affect us in these ways, but everyone gets hurt now and then, and god dammit does it ever suck. It's like a massive slap in the face each time you try and get back up.

I have a great support system now with some close friends, who I'm very grateful for, as I didn't have many friends back in high school. I think everyone needs someone to fall back on, and I wish I had that back then. Things that happen in your life make you stronger, and if that happens to you too, just know it'll be okay in the end. You're a good person and you shouldn't have someone tell you that you're not important to anyone because that's not true.
I don't really know where I'm going with this post, it was an emotional night and I just want any readers to know that you're not alone and that it's okay to get upset and hurt but you will get back up on your feet, just like other people have done.

If anyone wants someone to talk to, never feel like you can't email me, because you always can! You are all lovely people and deserve happiness!

I really don't know where I'm going with this whole post, but I'm going to end it here. Good night/good morning or day!

Toodle-doo!

Hello! Over the weekend, I went to the scary place of Vancouver to visit my boyfriend, who is living there four four months as of currently. Anyways, me being me, I got anxiety on the way there. I'm okay with ferries and water, but the idea of busing to wherever the heck in Van scared the crap outta me. I have to be honest, boyfriend was the best about helping me. He was still at work when I was texting him as the ferry docked, and that's when I started to get anxiety. I take a city bus everyday, but in a place where I've never been to alone, and let alone a large, busy city, I pretty much shit (whoopsie) my pants. I finally got on the bus, (a seat and everything! wow!) and Mike was very proud of me. I'm pretty pleased that I didn't get too crazy, because I have really bad travel anxiety. Either way, I made it to where he met me, and after that I felt just fine. Probably because I was finally with someone. Anyways, I'll stop with the whole anxiety thing, unless someone wants to hear more about it, then I'll make another post about it. Mike and I went to the Vancouver Aquarium, which was a blast. He had never been, so he was pretty much like a 22 year old child. I'd attach some pictures, but they are with my phone and not the best quality, so we will leave them for now.

I will admit, it was nice to step out of my comfort zone for a little while. I knew I had something 'wrong' with me, as I like to call it, and when I saw Zoe write about her panic attacks, I knew I wasn't alone. It's hard to get through, but I loved that I got to spend the whole weekend walking around with Mike and just enjoying being together. We cooked, we walked, we went to the mall, we watched some tv, we just had a really great time.

I did take a few shots of one of the bridges, and part of Vancouver

I can honestly say I had always said I would never talk about my boyfriend on something like this, fearing that I would jinx something and it suddenly wouldn't work out. But, I'm positive that won't happen. So this little, very late, post is about that little somebody.

I shall give you some background on him. His name is Mike, that's pretty much all I'll mention (no crazies please), and we met online. People talk about 'meeting online' and most say it's really scary and not a good idea. Then some, on the other hand, find it's the best way to meet someone. I was bored, and I was tired of people around me finding someone, and I was scared that I wasn't going to find someone at all. So I googled some online dating sites, and spoke to a few friends in person and got a feel for what was a good website to use, and told a few people so they knew what was happening if anything serious happened to me.
Anyways, I dated someone for about a month or two, and that one didn't work out. I gave up. I decided that no one was going to like me for me, and someone that wasn't going to get me. I'll admit and say I was jealous of my friends. I was. So I went back online. I tried a new username, set my location and messaged a few people.

I, ironically, messaged Mike first because he had mentioned Game of Thrones in his description, and well of course I had to mention it. Low and behold, about a month later, we met up. We went to his house, which wasn't far from mine, and I know, I know, one of you will be thinking "public area!!" but in all honesty, it was safe and busy where we were. If anything happened, I would have received help.  We watched the Hobbit, and he made me dinner. It took a while for both of us to get comfortable and not so nervous around one another. Once he played some music while we were making dinner, and I knew he was just great by his music taste. After that, we talked about music for about a good hour, sharing artists and favorite songs.

This was in March, we starting talking in Feb. When I met his mother, she asked us how long we've been dating, and he quickly replied "5 months". I had no idea he counted as when we were seeing one another as the term 'dating'. Either way, when we spent the day together a few days ago, he said we'd been dating six months and it made him really happy. He had never been in a relationship before, and I'm really happy to say I'm his first (and in my opinion, hopefully his last), he is the best boyfriend. He is just himself around me, and I'm myself around him. I don't think I could compare us to a couple from TV or whatnot, but we are both nerds of some sort, and we both don't care.

Right now, he's sitting and playing League of Legends with his headset on, gaming away, and I'm here writing this post while sitting on his unbelievably comfortable bed. I am happy. I haven't said that in so long, and I love feeling just so happy and content with life. I thought you all should know someone very important to me.

Toddle-doo! xo