I will

I will love my teacher until the day I die if he will cancel our PP presentation for next week, tonight. Please consider this an official promise.

Thank You.

I will

I will love my teacher until the day I die if he will cancel our PP presentation for next week, tonight. Please consider this an official promise.

Thank You.

school...

So my school is offering pre-interpreting skills this summer as a 1-month crunch-it-in kind of course. I might take it. I figure, even if it's a TON of work, it's only June1st-July5th, and I'm crazy anyway- so why not? 3 credits in a month for a class that's been canceled twice now? Doesn't seem like a bad deal...

Thoughts?

cat's out of the bag

Took off the whole night, figuratively speaking, to get a grasp on transitive verbs. Did nothing but lay on my futon and self-loathe, and worry and stress.

LAME.

Waiting under the waves...

Mortality

Miss Rusin died last night. Since no one who reads my blog knew her, I won't say much but to say that she'll be missed, and Christmas and 4th of July won't be the same without her. Blah.

I feel very mortal. The older generation in my family is dying quickly, the younger generation of my friend is getting married and having babies- and I feel like my whole life will consist of watching the older generation of my family die, and then those babies get married and have more babies and then those friends grow old and die... I'm having a hard time with all of this. I feel very depressed. I guess this is just the cycle of things, right? and statements like that are supossed to make you feel better- but they only make me feel worse- because stating that it's the 'cycle of things' just reinforces the idea that there's NOTHING you can do about it... and there isn't. I know it's only a matter of time before I get that call about my own grandmother, and then my parents and then me. It's the most terrifying thought I can have. What happens when I have a question or need the opinion of someone who doesn't exist anymore? How do you reckon with that?

chop chop!

sooooo, I cut my hair, and dyed it red and blonde. I was concerned it looked a little boyish- which I love on everyone but myself- but I've been assured it is not boyish. It's kind of growing on me. big change, big change. I'm much more hip now, so the hairdresser told me.When I sat down she pulled all my hair out around my face and pulled my bangs down and said, while listing on her fingers "The hair is POOF, the hair is brass, the hair is thin and the hair is NO fashion!"

Thanks Lady.

This American Life

I'm going to see TAL on May 1st! I just bought my tickets! and although I know that it's going to be satellited in from New York and I won't actually SEE Ira Glass in person, I'm still getting a bit quivery at the idea of being involved. Oh Man. I'm such a dork, but I love it!

Riding the Red Pony

It's 836am on Thursday. I've been at work for a little over an hour, but it feels like at least 4 already. I just looked at the clock and almost fell out of my chair. Shouldn't it be 1130 by now? I can't believe it! I have the most horrible cramps. I just popped a midol, and hopefully that will kick in soon. I usually have PMS really badly for a day or so, but this month I've been cramping and crying and producing grease in my hair since Sunday Night. That's 4 days. I can hardly believe it. I guess this is what I get for trying to "trick" my cycle so I wouldn't have my period for the weekend. The powers that be clearly don't like to be fucked with, esepcially not with a pill. What a joke to believe we have any control over our own bodies. I'm going to the doctor tomorrow and I'm going to look him straight in the eye and say "I've basically been sick since October. Please please fix me." I had a little minibreakdown last night on the phone with Jaim. I know that it was a combination of the PMS, the nerves from class, and being over tired, but- in class I started to get really bad pain behind my ears and when I touched where it hurt I felt a little lump on each side. Of course, the irrational part of my mind took over first and my first thought was "omg. I have cancer." Then I thought it through. Of course, my lymph nodes are swollen. But why? WHAT NOW? Whooping cough? Bronchitis? Allergies? Cold Sores? Infection in Lungs? I've had it all this winter. I've felt like crap for so long that I'm getting bored with myself. I'm sick of being sick. Anyway, I will see the doctor tomorrow and I will try my best to get some resolution. Thanks, Void, for listening to me whine and moan. I really am a little scared. Does anyone think it's possible that it's just a fluke and I happenned to sick with a string of random things? I hope so. :-/

Monster

I am a complete monster. cold sores, allergies, greasy PMS. I feel so disgusting. Just had to send this out into the void. My pure expression for the day is this: I am really gross.