Embarrassed

Last week I was staying at Hillary's house with Hillary and Kenz. Kenz and I were staying there to help Hillary the next morning because she was getting her wisdom teeth taken out. The next morning Hill gets home and is all drugged up. She is totally not herself. Holly (her mom) took her straight to the couch to sit and relax. Kenz and I cooked a huge breakfast for everyone since Holly was busy helping Hill. All of the sudden I felt very dizzy and disconnected from everything that was happening. The next moment I was on the floor and Kenz is slapping me to wake me up. Apparently I passed out and no one could get me to wake up. I was out for 2 minutes!
I still don't know what really caused me to pass out. But everyone thinks its because I was thinking too much about someone who has hurt me really bad. I wish I could say this wasn't true but the more I think about it, the more it makes sense. I'm embarrassed that someone can make me that sick to pass out. I had the same feeling last night and was really scared that I was going to pass out again. I had to take off work because of it. I need to shake this person off and not let this person effect me in this way. Every time I feel that way I am now just going to pray for that person and pray that this will never happen again.

Shopping.

Shopping is the one thing in life that will recharge me. I love it and can't ever get enough. When it comes to bills I dread paying them. Every dollar is like a baby when it comes to something I don't want to pay for. When it comes to shopping I have NO problem at all to spend every single one of those precious dollars. It has become a serious problem when I'm supposed to be saving money. Good thing I make pretty good money with my job at Chick-fil-a and babysitting :) I honestly love having a job now that I have one. Before getting one I ran from the opportunities to make money. Now its just something I love. I have made some awesome friends working. And we always talk about all the crazy things we get to buy now that we actually have our own money. It also is so helpful to not depend on my parents so much. I will ask for money every once in a while. But nowhere near as much as I used to. So basically this is my life in a nutshell:
Money comes in.... I go to the mall.... more money comes in.... I go to the mall again :)
Maybe I should restrict myself from going to the mall. Once a month. Man, that will be so hard!