what happens when you’re living in your future

i’m on my something-th hour of work today, wednesdays through saturdays are fun, generally they’re my doubles, and i can’t say that i mind it all too much. my days consist of mingling with the strangers that enter my home, with patrons that for the most part, have become friendlier than strangers, the fact that i live in a restaurant used to feel so glass half empty, yet the older i get, the more i appreciate it i think. through the years that i’ve spent here, maybe even just sitting, listening, eating – not doing anything at all, i’ve seen so much, heard so much, learned so much. i am super grateful in a way – maybe not to the moon and back, because it is a marriage that both my parents took on, they literally work 24/7 – non stop, all the time. thinking and working and creating. and that might be the one thing i would change about living in a restaurant, if i could of course, maybe one day.. maybe one day.

but anyway, as i’m sitting here, thinking about how many posts i have written, after not writing a while.

generally – it’s an “I’M BACK” post, today, i’m just going with the flow – i missed writing.

and i missed reading as well…. i’ve just reread some posts from 2010 and it’s truly amazing what this blog does for me, it’s like a time capsule of all things annakay

the good and the bad, and i like it, i like it alot.

my life recently has been beyond words amazing. i’m in the best place in my life that i have been to this day, and it’s been like this for almost 10 months. TEN MONTHS. thats almost a year. almost 365 days that i’ve been ear to ear in smiles.. granted some days shit hits the fan a little, but sooner than later my smile is back, thanks to a very very special someone of course.

you’ve already met him through the previous entries i have posted. he is gentle, and warm, and strong, and smart, and funny, and tough and sexy and more and better than a man that i would personally design. not a minute goes by without him crossing my mind.

life is good.

as of right now, i am managing my family’s restaurant, i am living day by day, no worries.

my degree came in the other day – i’m nervous to touch it, i mean, it’s the most expensive paper that i’ll ever own. pfft. i can’t wait to hear from my grad schools. i’m ready to conquer my classes and get that masters degree. sooner than later. fo’ sho’.

contentment

so as my wonderful brother has road tripped his way down our coast of the united states, in precious and heat worthy miami – my spring break is bringing me long work days and a brand new gym membership that has been brought to a halt by angelina and brad on my upper lip – if you know what i’m referring to, keep it to yourself – – if you’re not sure… do yourself a favor and omit that whole segway

march 14 2011 marked my spring break last year – for a vacation of seven days and eight nights i was in a slightly different stance than today

HOWEVER, today, a year later – i don’t mind being home for spring break

i woke up next to my man telling me i’m beautiful even though i currently have an occupant taking up my whole upper lip [brangelina] i got to spend my afternoon with him, and i get to keep seeing him most of this week

yeah yeah, my younger bro is on a trip that he’ll come back bragging about, but i’m excited for this spring break, to bring me money & daily happiness

speaking of daily happiness…today at Bell’s Mansion i enjoyed (for the third time this week) Chicken Murphy, an awesome entree on our special for Saint Parick’s Week!

tenderloins of chicken sauteed with onions, mushrooms, sweet & hot peppers, potatoes, in garlic white wine sauce – – – – pretty much heaven in my mouth

let’s refresh my memory

9:39am this beautiful sunday morning, i am laying in my bed in sweatpants and a sweatshirt, rereading posts i’ve written in ’11 – the ones that i’ve left public for right now.. 

yesterday i decided to make many of my entries private, for serious reasons to reset this precious keepsake, to remind myself of who i’ve become over the years, it’s really nice.

today i woke up next to my most handsome man, a genuine gentleman, one who has my heart and is caring for it better than i could have ever realistically imagined.

five months today!

<3

wine & dine later when he comes back from work

for now – time to paint, i have many assignments i need to get to

spontaneity

almost two months ago – an area had been reserved on a campsite located about 45 minutes from my house

with a four mile walk from the car to lot #16, our levels of enthusiasm weren’t exactly soaring – but nonetheless, we were ready for the hike & excited to spend the weekend under the stars

shortcut was found – only a mile and a half hike with our gear to our campground – fabulous find – 40% chance rain, no directions, we started walking the wrong way – turn back – and BAM.

thunder started booming, rain started coming down – before we knew it – we were drenched – socks, pants, underwear – everything soaked.

phone broke.

therefore – we backtracked — being that we walked for over a half hour to only end up by lot 40 [we started at 47]- we were ready to go home.

next on our itinerary – WASHINGTON D.C! – super random

i spent the weekend with my boyfriend & his best friends & we decided to not let our weekend go to waste – a roadtrip was to be enjoyed

with epic fails along the way – memories were made

tons of laughter & post trip yawns

successful would be a great word to describe our three days :)

here’s a sneak peek of us:

HAPPY.

I used to think one day we’d tell the story of us. How we met and the sparks flew instantly. People would say they’re the lucky ones. I used to know my place was a spot next to you, Now I’m searching the room for an empty seat, ‘Cause lately I don’t even know what page you’re on. Oh, a simple complication, Miscommunications lead to fall-out. Too many things that I wish you knew, So many walls that I can’t break through. Now I’m standing alone in a crowded room and we’re not speaking, And I’m dying to know is it killing you like it’s killing me, yeah. I don’t know what to say, since the twist of fate when it all broke down, And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.

Next chapter

How’d we end up this way? See me nervously pulling at my clothes and trying to look busy, You’re doing your best to avoid me. I started to think one day I’d tell the story of us, How I was losing my mind when I saw you here,
But you held your pride like you should’ve held me. Oh, I’m scared to see the ending, Why are we pretending this is nothing? I’d tell you I miss you but I don’t know how, I’ve never heard silence quite this loud. This is looking like a contest, Of who can act like the careless, But I liked it better when you were on my side. The battle’s in your hands now, But I would lay my armor down If you say you’d rather love than fight. So many things that you wish I knew, But the story of us might be ending soon.

The end.

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ladies & gentlemen – my twenty first birthday is tomorrow – with one final left, i plan on spending every minute like it’ll be my last. i have already received so many wonderful wishes and amazing birthday presents – it’s hard to believe i’m actually getting old!

i have tremendous plans for this summer [just like every other summer] i look forward to all of the concerts i will be attending – i will do my best to document them: mike posner, new boyz, jeremiah, matt nathanson, sugarland, jason aldean, eric church & many more; i’m sure ;p

most of all i look forward to my sister’s wedding; i canNOT wait to spend all of august with my family in Poland, i haven’t seen them in two years & it’s getting to me

tonight i plan on lounging around in a stress free environment – tomorrow my last final shall be aced with birthday celebrations to follow!

take cover

it’s almost awkward thinking that i started this blog in january of 2009 because i was on the verge of losing my mind.

i’m constantly fighting for pure happiness – i like to think everyone is, to be honest – however, i feel that too often, people are stuck in there daily uneventful rhythms – work, school -sleep, eat, fart, work. i’ve come to realize through my own experience and that of those around me – that those aren’t the things that bring you happiness.

i’ve had extremely active dreams these past few days – however i have also been rather sick – bronchitis is going around, seems like the whole family has got it – so perhaps the dreams were triggered by a fever – nevertheless, the dreams had me thinking – where’d they come from? so unusual.

in my art therapy class today, i had a chance to let loose and create – which i haven’t done in a while – my professor made a point that our daily schedules, as vital as they are in our lives don’t really provide an outlet -yet just about all of last year i have had a few – my studio classes, the blog – and i’m sure i could think of more.

recently though – probably since september, i noticed i’m not my creative self. i rarely blog. i almost never sketch. i took two art  classes last semester and as much as i should have taken advantage – i don’t think i did.

with all of my psychology classes this semester – i’m learning more about the human body, mental illness, and emotional health.

just about all physical pains and aches and mental illnesses are due to emotional instability.

they say that all good things come to an end – but with every end, there’s a new beginning.

i’m extremely excited for springtime and summer – for warm rays of sunshine, laughter and days i can spend lounging around with my friends.

this semester has just begun, yet it is already kicking my ass. i’ve still got my fingers crossed that i will be graduating early & then on to my masters program!

for now, i’m hoping to improve each and everyday with an ounce more of creativity

check the lyrics

cheers