Control the Wave

Oct 20, 2006 18:59

Some days never go your way. Some weeks never go your way. But there is always an upside to most days. You just have to be clever in figuring it out. Now, when days turn into a week. You got to be a genius. And when weeks turn into a month... well lets hope that never happens...again. Yeesh. So anyhow, today is friday, the birthdays of the women I love the most. I called my mum, no answer. This was at 12:00 midnight. Fuck twelve hour. It was 00:00 hours and I called her. Well, looking back I wonder what I was doing at 00:00 hrs awake. To be honest I was in bed at 22:00 hrs you know. Anyway after some tossing and turning and cursing at my body's ability to just give it a rest. I called my mum left a message. After a long sigh, I decided to read one of 12 short stories by Jeffery Archer. Completed one. That was enough for me anyhow. So try the sleeping again. Didn't exaclty work out. I had half a sub left from lunch.....oh they taste good at any point, hot, cold, lukewarm doesnt matter. I also played Playstation. After getting frustrated with being killed by A.I with half my intelligence (but twice the firepower) I stopped. Then lay in bed and stared at the cieling. I may have fallen asleep an hour or two later.

Morning. Im getting better at waking up. Some people find it hard. So Im working on it.

School, wasent so bad. Possibly no flying tommorow, but theres a Christmas party soon. The Aviation Deptartment and the Nursing department always throw this semi christmas party. Should be fun.

Got home. Found Chelsea's birthday card on the floor. That pissed the fuck out of me. I had taken so much care to make sure it got there on the day of. My moms did, but Chelseas didnt.

Called Chels. Explained. Didnt really seem to care about the card not making it there. But then again who the fuck would care? Its a damn card. I guess case and point, when your in a shitty mood the smallest junk ticks you off. Im gonna wake up tommorow, and be like, a failed plan affected your mood? Pansy.

However the day moved on.

Called home. Dad didnt want me drivin home alone. After I had gone through the preparation to make it to the sauga. That was annoying cause I was in headache mode all day, trying to make sure I didnt miss flying if it did happen on saturday.

Anyhow. Mom ended up calling. She got my card, and loved it. Probably the best part of my day. In fact the only time in the day where I got the reaction I wanted for efforts put forth.

Thats it. Thats what I waited for all day............In some ways it was definitely worth it.
In others.......well, Karma police, hurry the fuck up next time would you.

I would normally re read you. Not this time. Ill wait a day then read you.
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