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BREAK: the short version
papa's remodeled kitchen and many small children, hanging out with the step family
palm sunday church service
mall with becky (and keith and chad), clothes shopping, freaky movies at chad's
car incident
the incident puts a dent in my.... week. but it was ok in the end and the next day included keish (or however you spell it- am currently too lazy to look it up)
now it's wednesday. apt. at the salon and a couple hours in the library writing "a paper" for women's studies.
i'm getting bored. need a beer.
thursday.... i don't remember doing much.... then dinner at papa's. a very nice time which included watching Gangs of New York (long, but good....i'll get to more on that later prob.)
am missing meat.
friday was a prep. for the baby shower on sat. also dinnner at aunt gwen's since i still hadn't seen the house she moved into sometime last year. nice place, and i can see it getting better the longer they live there.
sat - crystal's shower (bro's fiance), also mom's b-day. all went well. not a bad show of people, lots of nice gifts. i think she was overwhelmed by the support from people she hardly knows. she's due in a week.
i think mom was trying to forget that today was her birthday. i mostly let her, but gave her a couple small gifts and a nice card. we had left over ice-cream cake from the shower - nuff said.
-- got home with a return call from brian, so hung out with him and kev. finally get beer, darts, music, and just messin' around. good times. wish bri wouldn't smoke so much. i get it, really. but his lifestyle is starting to have an effect on his health, esp. his chords. at least he wrote a couple new songs. kev took off to chill with justin (who rocks my shorts!). wanted to go, but sunday services kept me in rome with the desire to get home before 4 am. this was, of course, a success.
sunday- services. thank God mom didn't want to go to sunrise though. the shower really knocked her out cold. that and the fact that she was anxious, worried, and generally spazzed all week about it. nerves eat up a lot of energy. she sacked out at 7:30 the night before and slept straight through until church time. after service we all hung around taking pictures and socializing, etc. Headed to Spaghetti Factory for "Easter Dinner". I was just happy to get some meat. and i did.
then.... the rest of sunday kinda sucked. and one small event led me to think about numerous other things which sent me into small depression.
i avoided packing, but then gave in. got up this morning, waited around for mom to get back from an apt. at the doc with crystal (p.s. they were talking about inducing her labor due to her blood pressure!), got some shit done in rome and headed out.
i'm an internal mess.
everything was ok until sunday night. when something fell through and i realized i had to go back to school.
this morning. it was almost like fall of freshman year again (same feeling, diff. circumstances). i was just about in tears. i seriously was not looking forward to being - here.
catching up on LJ's: some writing from bluefog03 and tallybug really hit home. so i'm not completely insane?
i don't really care and that's the problem. i'm sick of school. i hate it. i want out. i feel tired, drained, incapable. i want to get a job i actually like and get paid for how much i work my ass off. there's an idea. i'm incredibly overwhelmed. ^Stress^ recital and general graduation. so i'm fighting with my darker sides.....
** the only bright spot is that if i do survive another month intact i get to see Weezer in NYC**
papa's remodeled kitchen and many small children, hanging out with the step family
palm sunday church service
mall with becky (and keith and chad), clothes shopping, freaky movies at chad's
car incident
the incident puts a dent in my.... week. but it was ok in the end and the next day included keish (or however you spell it- am currently too lazy to look it up)
now it's wednesday. apt. at the salon and a couple hours in the library writing "a paper" for women's studies.
i'm getting bored. need a beer.
thursday.... i don't remember doing much.... then dinner at papa's. a very nice time which included watching Gangs of New York (long, but good....i'll get to more on that later prob.)
am missing meat.
friday was a prep. for the baby shower on sat. also dinnner at aunt gwen's since i still hadn't seen the house she moved into sometime last year. nice place, and i can see it getting better the longer they live there.
sat - crystal's shower (bro's fiance), also mom's b-day. all went well. not a bad show of people, lots of nice gifts. i think she was overwhelmed by the support from people she hardly knows. she's due in a week.
i think mom was trying to forget that today was her birthday. i mostly let her, but gave her a couple small gifts and a nice card. we had left over ice-cream cake from the shower - nuff said.
-- got home with a return call from brian, so hung out with him and kev. finally get beer, darts, music, and just messin' around. good times. wish bri wouldn't smoke so much. i get it, really. but his lifestyle is starting to have an effect on his health, esp. his chords. at least he wrote a couple new songs. kev took off to chill with justin (who rocks my shorts!). wanted to go, but sunday services kept me in rome with the desire to get home before 4 am. this was, of course, a success.
sunday- services. thank God mom didn't want to go to sunrise though. the shower really knocked her out cold. that and the fact that she was anxious, worried, and generally spazzed all week about it. nerves eat up a lot of energy. she sacked out at 7:30 the night before and slept straight through until church time. after service we all hung around taking pictures and socializing, etc. Headed to Spaghetti Factory for "Easter Dinner". I was just happy to get some meat. and i did.
then.... the rest of sunday kinda sucked. and one small event led me to think about numerous other things which sent me into small depression.
i avoided packing, but then gave in. got up this morning, waited around for mom to get back from an apt. at the doc with crystal (p.s. they were talking about inducing her labor due to her blood pressure!), got some shit done in rome and headed out.
i'm an internal mess.
everything was ok until sunday night. when something fell through and i realized i had to go back to school.
this morning. it was almost like fall of freshman year again (same feeling, diff. circumstances). i was just about in tears. i seriously was not looking forward to being - here.
catching up on LJ's: some writing from bluefog03 and tallybug really hit home. so i'm not completely insane?
i don't really care and that's the problem. i'm sick of school. i hate it. i want out. i feel tired, drained, incapable. i want to get a job i actually like and get paid for how much i work my ass off. there's an idea. i'm incredibly overwhelmed. ^Stress^ recital and general graduation. so i'm fighting with my darker sides.....
** the only bright spot is that if i do survive another month intact i get to see Weezer in NYC**