Rule #3

So this came to me after my little brother who isn't so little yelled at me for "spazzing" out. I really think it's my personality that he hasn't realized in his 20 years of being my younger brother, but I guess I need to tone it down. I would also like to attribute this quality of mine to my mother - number 1 to freak out over the littlest things. Don't we all though? We are pretty quick to raise our voice and get frazzled. (I could argue, his cutting me off before I finished my sentence is what threw me off the deep end, but I won't. And my mom calling me a million times to be his messenger and forgetting to tell me a million things thereby calling me every goddamn 2 minutes. But I won't...above it.)

Rule #3. Keep calm. [Nothing's as big of a deal as it seems.]

Sit on it. It'll make the holiday season that much easier to handle when you're stuck with family members who bring out the worst in you. I mean that in the most loving way. I'm sure you know what I mean.

Rules that I've grown to live by

I'm sorry for the gap in posts -- finals week. But I do have a post in the works that is quite lengthy and thought out that I haven't finished writing quite yet. As I sit at home, post-finals and after a week of excitement along with finals, I can't help but blog about what I've recently been tweeting.
These are the rules that I've learned to live by. They're in somewhat in an order of importance, but also chronologically when they come into my life. As of now, there are 4...but it goes up to 5.5. The reason for that is I know there will be a rule better than 4 but not as good as 2, it just hasn't come to me in the form of words yet. So here they are:

Rule #1. Never get sloppy. ☝
Rule #2. Keep it classy. 💄
Rule #3. [Pending]
Rule #4. Trust few. 🙅
Rule #5. Being low maintenance doesn't mean you don't care. 😷
Rule #5.5. Being a carefree lover doesn't mean you don't have emotions. They're hidden for a reason. 💔

Take them as they are.