With Pouring Rain in My Heart...
Today was so crappy and cold. I skipped Renaissance to lay in bed and watch Harry Potter. It was glorious. Sometimes, (particularly on Mondays, for me anyway) you just need to take some time for yourself.
I went home to see my family yesterday. It was Pete's 9th birthday. He's so old! yet, so small...
Hmmmm
Went downstairs to Ed's room to talk to him, and he schooled me on the scales that I should be practicing on my guitar...haha...he's SO good! Why this kid isn't at PHS playing music all day long is beyond me. He's got talent that I could never dream of having on the guitar. What an awesome thing. I dunno, I was just really proud of him yesterday. Went to The Marsh to visit my brother who now works there. It was weird to see him wearing a nametag that looks just like mine...haha. I'm glad I revoked my two weeks, if for any reason, just so I can go back to the ONLY good Old Scabes around and work with all the cool ppl that I miss. They miss me too. This is a comfort.
But the Po' House is an EXCELLENT job...i love working there. It's such an escape.
I feel very in control of my life right now. The negativity is phasing out because I refuse to acknowledge bullshit and bullshit people, and I have instead been getting a lot of schoolwork done (and done well, apparently, since I have all A's), and I've been hanging out with all the new people I've met since broadening my social horizons.
But after going to NYC last Monday, can we just talk about how ready I am to go to grad school at NYU? I found my home...Greenwich Village.
Speaking of which, i dropped the bomb to both my advisors today and got great feedback from them. I'm sure neither of them will have any problems helping me get where I need to go in life.
Saw my father yesterday. We exchanged the first few words to come in several months. Not sure how I felt about talking to him, but at least I'm not afraid to go in the house anymore. Even Johnny thinks he's bipolar. This is a good sign.
Johnny's probably coming up here this Friday night to hang out with me. This excites me. Here's to new beginnings with my family.
I'm going to go fiddle with my guitars.
I went home to see my family yesterday. It was Pete's 9th birthday. He's so old! yet, so small...
Hmmmm
Went downstairs to Ed's room to talk to him, and he schooled me on the scales that I should be practicing on my guitar...haha...he's SO good! Why this kid isn't at PHS playing music all day long is beyond me. He's got talent that I could never dream of having on the guitar. What an awesome thing. I dunno, I was just really proud of him yesterday. Went to The Marsh to visit my brother who now works there. It was weird to see him wearing a nametag that looks just like mine...haha. I'm glad I revoked my two weeks, if for any reason, just so I can go back to the ONLY good Old Scabes around and work with all the cool ppl that I miss. They miss me too. This is a comfort.
But the Po' House is an EXCELLENT job...i love working there. It's such an escape.
I feel very in control of my life right now. The negativity is phasing out because I refuse to acknowledge bullshit and bullshit people, and I have instead been getting a lot of schoolwork done (and done well, apparently, since I have all A's), and I've been hanging out with all the new people I've met since broadening my social horizons.
But after going to NYC last Monday, can we just talk about how ready I am to go to grad school at NYU? I found my home...Greenwich Village.
Speaking of which, i dropped the bomb to both my advisors today and got great feedback from them. I'm sure neither of them will have any problems helping me get where I need to go in life.
Saw my father yesterday. We exchanged the first few words to come in several months. Not sure how I felt about talking to him, but at least I'm not afraid to go in the house anymore. Even Johnny thinks he's bipolar. This is a good sign.
Johnny's probably coming up here this Friday night to hang out with me. This excites me. Here's to new beginnings with my family.
I'm going to go fiddle with my guitars.