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You guys should be proud of me. I have run away from a few opportunities to offer my services (again) as a mod co-mod for a certain community on Live Journal! The only thing I've offered to do is be one of the banner makers at rickman_stills and I'm now one of the 4 banner makers in that comm :) I'm a sucker for any excuse to get me into photoshop, as if I needed one anyway.
Well, I'm a tad loopy today. I went to bed at a reasonable hour considering the time I've been going to bed lately, but I could not get to sleep for a while for the life of me even though I was tired. I hate that. But I woke up at around 6:40am this morning and got ready to go over to Alan and Krysda's to watch the boys. All in all, it could have been a whole lot worse so I thank my lucky stars. I wasn't in the best of moods and I hope my nephews don't hold that against me later in life. It's so hard to tell what they want. One is about a year and a half old and can only say a few words barely audibly and the other is 3 years old but he's mildly autistic. He's talking quite a bit now but it's still difficult to understand what he wants most of the time and I know he gets frustrated with me when I don't understand him. Almost like someone with a thick accent and you get so angry with yourself for not being able to understand them when you know they're speaking English and they're having a more difficult time than you are.
An example would be something like this:
"Noodus Peeeez?" That is one I do understand. It means "Noodles, please?" Those kids are nuts about pasta. They definitely take after their father in that regard.
So a little crying, a couple of naps, a few tantrums, and several Baby Einstein DVDs later (I still have the opening theme song in my head) I'm still alive and I'm okay. The Coke Mom brought when she came at around 2:30pm has helped a bit as well. But man, I'm pooped.
Becca called and wanted to hang out tomorrow. I'm all for it but at the moment I'm very content with sitting here and not moving. Hopefully I'll have more energy tomorrow.
After my baby sitting shift was over I went over to campus and got in to see an advisor to ask her what freaking classes I still needed to take. It turns out I can get my associates in art in about two more terms. Imagine, being that close. I've never been that close to accomplishing anything except for graduating high school. So now, this weekend I need to rearrange my schedule and add more classes. (I dont' have to take History after all! HAH!) Then all will be set for the week after next when I start school.
It'll be so nice not having to work and just go to class.
It is time to celebrate also! I took my car to the blasted clean air joint for the ever lovin' FIFTH time yesterday and, after driving around for a half hour on the freeway to clean it out and warm it up, it passed! I am no longer illegal! YAY!
Man, this post has made me drowsy.
Well, I'm a tad loopy today. I went to bed at a reasonable hour considering the time I've been going to bed lately, but I could not get to sleep for a while for the life of me even though I was tired. I hate that. But I woke up at around 6:40am this morning and got ready to go over to Alan and Krysda's to watch the boys. All in all, it could have been a whole lot worse so I thank my lucky stars. I wasn't in the best of moods and I hope my nephews don't hold that against me later in life. It's so hard to tell what they want. One is about a year and a half old and can only say a few words barely audibly and the other is 3 years old but he's mildly autistic. He's talking quite a bit now but it's still difficult to understand what he wants most of the time and I know he gets frustrated with me when I don't understand him. Almost like someone with a thick accent and you get so angry with yourself for not being able to understand them when you know they're speaking English and they're having a more difficult time than you are.
An example would be something like this:
"Noodus Peeeez?" That is one I do understand. It means "Noodles, please?" Those kids are nuts about pasta. They definitely take after their father in that regard.
So a little crying, a couple of naps, a few tantrums, and several Baby Einstein DVDs later (I still have the opening theme song in my head) I'm still alive and I'm okay. The Coke Mom brought when she came at around 2:30pm has helped a bit as well. But man, I'm pooped.
Becca called and wanted to hang out tomorrow. I'm all for it but at the moment I'm very content with sitting here and not moving. Hopefully I'll have more energy tomorrow.
After my baby sitting shift was over I went over to campus and got in to see an advisor to ask her what freaking classes I still needed to take. It turns out I can get my associates in art in about two more terms. Imagine, being that close. I've never been that close to accomplishing anything except for graduating high school. So now, this weekend I need to rearrange my schedule and add more classes. (I dont' have to take History after all! HAH!) Then all will be set for the week after next when I start school.
It'll be so nice not having to work and just go to class.
It is time to celebrate also! I took my car to the blasted clean air joint for the ever lovin' FIFTH time yesterday and, after driving around for a half hour on the freeway to clean it out and warm it up, it passed! I am no longer illegal! YAY!
Man, this post has made me drowsy.