kristen. 24. full-time employee. college graduate. in debt.

Here you'll find my musings on life, love, sex, work, and anything else I find important. Also, lots of pictures of the things I love most. Don't be afraid to say hi, I don't bite... often.



Blogs I run:
/look book
/"ipodding"
/happy cats


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My midnight kiss! Haha, well, at least he’s not a dumb guy who will let me down. Love you Rexy!

My midnight kiss! Haha, well, at least he’s not a dumb guy who will let me down. Love you Rexy!

After a good night, turned bad. More on that later.

After a good night, turned bad. More on that later.

Learning to except your body is the hardest part. It’s a little more complicated than just hugging myself and patting myself on the back everyday. 

Finding the motivation to better myself is a lot easier.

Learning to except your body is the hardest part. It’s a little more complicated than just hugging myself and patting myself on the back everyday.

Finding the motivation to better myself is a lot easier.

I felt really good this day. 


Oh and that skirt is MIA. I am so sad. :(

I felt really good this day.


Oh and that skirt is MIA. I am so sad. :(

Taylor hates taking pictures with me. She’s no fun!

Taylor hates taking pictures with me. She’s no fun!

Things that make me happy. Taylor sleeping on her back.

Things that make me happy. Taylor sleeping on her back.

Larry with his best friend, Riley. 

Today was a tough day, I went to work thinking I would be fine. I start thinking about my dog while I’m driving down the freeway. I park outside my work, suck it up and walk in. My coworker, H, notices I look sad and asks me if I’m okay. I say yes but then quickly correct myself and say no. I then tell her what happened and the tears start flowing. I feel vulnerable. I hate that, especially at work. I dry my tears and join my other coworker, C, and tell her about what happens… well, only because other work drama happened (that’s another post). It was a rough morning/afternoon but once the kids came around I started feeling better.

Larry with his best friend, Riley.

Today was a tough day, I went to work thinking I would be fine. I start thinking about my dog while I’m driving down the freeway. I park outside my work, suck it up and walk in. My coworker, H, notices I look sad and asks me if I’m okay. I say yes but then quickly correct myself and say no. I then tell her what happened and the tears start flowing. I feel vulnerable. I hate that, especially at work. I dry my tears and join my other coworker, C, and tell her about what happens… well, only because other work drama happened (that’s another post). It was a rough morning/afternoon but once the kids came around I started feeling better.