tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69256703602322346582012-02-16T07:04:32.714-08:00Allie McDonaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11778206277376591622noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6925670360232234658.post-78494255932805956862011-10-02T22:40:00.000-07:002011-10-02T22:40:09.911-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;">Everyday we as people fight throughout the day to remember the things that we need. To do lists are created, notes are strewn about, and planners are filled. Then why is it that the things in life that one wishes to expel from the memory seem to be the most abundant. Things that consume my mind prevent me from accomplishing everyday tasks like remembering where i put my house key, &nbsp;curling my eyelashes, where i put my darned remote, or currently reminding me that it is almost 12:30 on a Sunday night and I should remember that sleep is an ally and not a foe. Why is it nights like this i remember things like:</span></span><br /><br /><br /><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;">The way it feels when I first step into my childhood home</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;">How amazing that cupcake tasted earlier but I wish that I had gone to the gym instead&nbsp;</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;">How frustrated I get when someone so amazing does not live up to their potential</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;">How much I hate my job</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;">How my Pintrest account makes me want to keep working to afford my lavish taste</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;">And most importantly tonight, how painful it was to go through a love gone wrong and still wanting it to continue...&nbsp;</span></span></li></ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;">On a night like this current Sunday I can only rely on one person to verbalize my feelings: <b>Adele</b>.</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6925670360232234658-7849425593280595686?l=alliemarie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Allie McDonaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11778206277376591622noreply@blogger.com0