The start of the school year
So starting off the first part of the school year, I find myself missing classes as well as work....I know it's not a good thing and I'm trying to do better this semester although it really doesn't seem as though I'm trying hard enough. Well I suppose that next week will give me a second chance at keeping up w/ my classes. Yeah I'll be better w/ going to my classes for the rest of the year starting next week.
The other thing which is also my own fault is the fact that I haven't been able to get up these past few days for work which I'm assuming now that they have already took the liberty to hire another person, that they are no longer in need of my services. Not that my services weren't easily replacable, but still. So now I have to find another job.........again. Although I have been looking lately for another job, especially since the job in which status is currently unknown, is a very low paying, and degrading job. No it's not Safeway, for all those people who still think I work at Safeway, although now that I think about it I wouldn't mind my job back at Safeway. I'm hoping that there's going to be an opening sometime soon, if not right at the start at the summer so I'll have a job lined up for me during the summer which would be the best thing for me.
One of the reasons why I think I haven't been able to sleep causing me to not wake up and go to work or class is the fact that I talked with my mom the other day. No it's not that I don't like talking to her or anything like that. My mother has had a lot of physical problems with her health over my lifetime and they just keep adding up. She's had diabetes for starters, ever since she was in her mid twenties. When I was about 4 or 5 years old (I'm not sure when because it was right around my birthday) my mother had a horrible car accident that left her for a time: crosseyed, limping, scars, and a slight mental disability. The doctors after a while had told her that I could come in w/ my dad to see her, and all I can remember is grabbing his leg and telling him I wanted to go home, because she was so unrecognizable. She had to get reconstructive facial surgery as well as brain surgery. Later on in my life, she had been found to have heart failure, cornia failure, and yeah it's pretty sad, but she's still survived. I admire her for that and because of this I really never thought much of her illness, until I talked to her the other day. This brings me to my point: I found out that she may have colon cancer. It is terminal and if she does I don't know what I'd do. I was up for the first few days of the week just thinking how I haven't really kept in touch enough with her over the past few years, and how I haven't seen her. Basically I took it for granted that she would always be around for me to go visit, and I'd rather go see my friends than her. I feel pretty low.
The other thing which is also my own fault is the fact that I haven't been able to get up these past few days for work which I'm assuming now that they have already took the liberty to hire another person, that they are no longer in need of my services. Not that my services weren't easily replacable, but still. So now I have to find another job.........again. Although I have been looking lately for another job, especially since the job in which status is currently unknown, is a very low paying, and degrading job. No it's not Safeway, for all those people who still think I work at Safeway, although now that I think about it I wouldn't mind my job back at Safeway. I'm hoping that there's going to be an opening sometime soon, if not right at the start at the summer so I'll have a job lined up for me during the summer which would be the best thing for me.
One of the reasons why I think I haven't been able to sleep causing me to not wake up and go to work or class is the fact that I talked with my mom the other day. No it's not that I don't like talking to her or anything like that. My mother has had a lot of physical problems with her health over my lifetime and they just keep adding up. She's had diabetes for starters, ever since she was in her mid twenties. When I was about 4 or 5 years old (I'm not sure when because it was right around my birthday) my mother had a horrible car accident that left her for a time: crosseyed, limping, scars, and a slight mental disability. The doctors after a while had told her that I could come in w/ my dad to see her, and all I can remember is grabbing his leg and telling him I wanted to go home, because she was so unrecognizable. She had to get reconstructive facial surgery as well as brain surgery. Later on in my life, she had been found to have heart failure, cornia failure, and yeah it's pretty sad, but she's still survived. I admire her for that and because of this I really never thought much of her illness, until I talked to her the other day. This brings me to my point: I found out that she may have colon cancer. It is terminal and if she does I don't know what I'd do. I was up for the first few days of the week just thinking how I haven't really kept in touch enough with her over the past few years, and how I haven't seen her. Basically I took it for granted that she would always be around for me to go visit, and I'd rather go see my friends than her. I feel pretty low.