So I was all like...
BUM FIGHT - A fight with a hobo...not your ass...
That's pretty much the only thing I learned from "Date Movie". It was kind of lame, but I still had fun. I went with my friend Andrew who is amazing (no you're amazing...no YOU are...no YOU!...)
I laughed a lot, which I really needed.
Tonight, after work, I'm going to go to Tiffy's to watch a few movies. It will be the ultimate slumber party...if I don't fall asleep too early. I haven't seen Tiff in about a bajillion years, so I am very excited to see what color her hair is now...kidding...kinda...
Then on Sunday, Lisa and Mimi are going to spend the night. We will most likely end up watching "Dirty Dancing Havannah Nights", but other than that, it should be fun. Mimi is in this show with Andrew called "Murder on Sesame Street"...it is most hilarious. Mimi plays Elmo and Andrew is Ernie. They're both so funny...a definite must see. Plus Lisa is doing stage crew, and I am certain that she will be the stage crew-iest stage crew member EVER. Mimi and Lisa = AWESHOME.
Anyway, on Monday we have our first rehearsal for the spring musical. The show is called "Children of Eden". The first act tells the story of Adam and Eve and the second act is the story of Noah's Ark. I play the part of Satan...it's not a big role, and I'm only in one scene, but c'mon, how many other people can claim to be Satan...besides Vanessa (she can do basically anything she wants).
It seems like my three-day weekend will do little to provide me with some much needed R&R, but that's okay; I can sleep when I'm dead. This week has been very difficult for me. All of the emotional stress I was under started to affect my health and made for an all around hellish past ten days.
I don't know, I guess everything is starting to calm down now. Most of the issues remain unresolved, but somehow, they all seem less magnified? Does that make sense? Anyway, let's recap on the events of the week, shall we?
I had a falling out with someone I considered to be my best friend, but he seems to be happy with the way things are right now; apparently the friendship wasn't as strong as I thought. So I'm trying to just move on from that, and focus my attention and energy on people who really care about me.
I basically gave up in school so my grades are atrocious, but I'm trying to pull through. Of course, my ultra busy weekend schedule won't really help my studies...oh well.
It didn't help matters any that this week was also all of my colleges' deadlines for all financial aid materials, and I didn't turn anything in. After losing my grandpa and best friend, I couldn't concentrate long enough to get anything done. It upsets me that I let my emotional state impede my ability to plan for the future, but I've now decided to accept the fact that I made a mistake and move on. I think I'm just going to go to my safety school, Columbia College of Chicago...it's not the greatest school, but I KNOW I'll get in, and it's in a great city.
Then of course there is the ultimate cause of this past week's melancholy: My grandpa's death. I still miss him terribly. His passing on has really taken its toll on me. For some reason, his death not only made me miss him, but drudged up memories of my baba, grandma, and dad as well. It was like I lost them all over again. Not to mention that my grandpa's death was the first one I've encountered since becoming an atheist. When someone dies, the only consolation people have to offer is "Well, he/she is in Heaven now..." Needless to say, these words offered absolutely no comfort. It would have been really nice to have the support of a fellow non-believer during that difficult time, but incidentally, the only other atheist I know is the best friend who decided his time would be better spent with his new girlfriend. What? Bitter? Who me!? NEVER! haha. It's not my friend's fault, I blame grandpa; he died at such an inopporune time. haha. That was a joke, a bad one, sorry.
Anyway, I feel like the only place I can go from here is up...but I'm sure Life will soon prove me wrong.
My new motto: "Don't wait for life to hand you crap; make your own!"
PS> I am hungry. I want Taco Bell.
That's pretty much the only thing I learned from "Date Movie". It was kind of lame, but I still had fun. I went with my friend Andrew who is amazing (no you're amazing...no YOU are...no YOU!...)
I laughed a lot, which I really needed.
Tonight, after work, I'm going to go to Tiffy's to watch a few movies. It will be the ultimate slumber party...if I don't fall asleep too early. I haven't seen Tiff in about a bajillion years, so I am very excited to see what color her hair is now...kidding...kinda...
Then on Sunday, Lisa and Mimi are going to spend the night. We will most likely end up watching "Dirty Dancing Havannah Nights", but other than that, it should be fun. Mimi is in this show with Andrew called "Murder on Sesame Street"...it is most hilarious. Mimi plays Elmo and Andrew is Ernie. They're both so funny...a definite must see. Plus Lisa is doing stage crew, and I am certain that she will be the stage crew-iest stage crew member EVER. Mimi and Lisa = AWESHOME.
Anyway, on Monday we have our first rehearsal for the spring musical. The show is called "Children of Eden". The first act tells the story of Adam and Eve and the second act is the story of Noah's Ark. I play the part of Satan...it's not a big role, and I'm only in one scene, but c'mon, how many other people can claim to be Satan...besides Vanessa (she can do basically anything she wants).
It seems like my three-day weekend will do little to provide me with some much needed R&R, but that's okay; I can sleep when I'm dead. This week has been very difficult for me. All of the emotional stress I was under started to affect my health and made for an all around hellish past ten days.
I don't know, I guess everything is starting to calm down now. Most of the issues remain unresolved, but somehow, they all seem less magnified? Does that make sense? Anyway, let's recap on the events of the week, shall we?
I had a falling out with someone I considered to be my best friend, but he seems to be happy with the way things are right now; apparently the friendship wasn't as strong as I thought. So I'm trying to just move on from that, and focus my attention and energy on people who really care about me.
I basically gave up in school so my grades are atrocious, but I'm trying to pull through. Of course, my ultra busy weekend schedule won't really help my studies...oh well.
It didn't help matters any that this week was also all of my colleges' deadlines for all financial aid materials, and I didn't turn anything in. After losing my grandpa and best friend, I couldn't concentrate long enough to get anything done. It upsets me that I let my emotional state impede my ability to plan for the future, but I've now decided to accept the fact that I made a mistake and move on. I think I'm just going to go to my safety school, Columbia College of Chicago...it's not the greatest school, but I KNOW I'll get in, and it's in a great city.
Then of course there is the ultimate cause of this past week's melancholy: My grandpa's death. I still miss him terribly. His passing on has really taken its toll on me. For some reason, his death not only made me miss him, but drudged up memories of my baba, grandma, and dad as well. It was like I lost them all over again. Not to mention that my grandpa's death was the first one I've encountered since becoming an atheist. When someone dies, the only consolation people have to offer is "Well, he/she is in Heaven now..." Needless to say, these words offered absolutely no comfort. It would have been really nice to have the support of a fellow non-believer during that difficult time, but incidentally, the only other atheist I know is the best friend who decided his time would be better spent with his new girlfriend. What? Bitter? Who me!? NEVER! haha. It's not my friend's fault, I blame grandpa; he died at such an inopporune time. haha. That was a joke, a bad one, sorry.
Anyway, I feel like the only place I can go from here is up...but I'm sure Life will soon prove me wrong.
My new motto: "Don't wait for life to hand you crap; make your own!"
PS> I am hungry. I want Taco Bell.