peter piper picked a peck of pickled peppers

i'm Piper, a twenty-one year old louisianan cat lover without a cat; i do however, have a dog. well WE (me and the love of my life have a puppy). floral patterns are my thing and i love flowers, although i'm not much of an outdoorsy person (but when the average temperature is like 80, its hard to be). i wish i could be an interior designer, or an architect or a future stay at home mom, but i am destined to be high school history/math teacher instead. and until that happens i am unhappily a waitress at a same Cafe in the next town over (very glamorous i know). at this point in my life i am completely lost, i'm inbetween being seen as an adult and a child. i want to be taken care of, but not by those that are trying. i want to have all of my little dreams come true, but its coming to a point where i have to live with the simple fact that they most likely never will. this is probably the most unstressed my life has been in awhile and yet i've never felt more alone or more disconnected. oh and i ramble.