My weekend....
This weekend was awesome. I went to a very enjoyable party that was also the party one of my good friends (mere) was going to as well. Twas weird walking in there and seeing her since I didn't realize we knew people who ran with the same crew. But it was a blast!! I met some awesomely cool people so hopefully I'll see/talk to them again sometime (but not in a creepy stalker way). Passed out around 2:40 am. Woke up around 11:30 well rested but my voice gone. Why do I have to be such a LOUD drunk??
Today I started working on my research paper which is to be a minimum of 5 pages. I have typed out 2 and a half. My topic is homosexuality: nature vs. nurture. I'm still working on the nature debate so I haven't even started the nurture discussion. I just hope it's okay that I don't have a shit load of references.
Uhmm.... got the Christmas stuff out from the basement (yay). But I got really bummed when I was unpacking the ornaments to seperate what ornaments I might use and which ornaments I certainly will not use. It got depressing cause, well, they are my mom's decorations and should be in OH with her alive not here with me with her dead. It also didn't help that the full house quickly turned empty and lonely after Mike went to the general store (again) and Adam left with Cyrus and Holly (again). I feel so weird...
I cried so hard into mike lap cause I feel so weird. I'm still wearing that damn ribbon on my wrist. It's hard to believe it's almost been a YEAR. Wow... I don't want to forget her voice or her laugh. Her grave finally has a marker (bout time). It's bronze with an engraving of a mouse in a teacup that says "mother" or "mom" I don't remember. It fits her SO well cause she loved tea something fierce and she collected mice. Well, I'm tired and I don't want to bum myself out so I'm gonna wrap this shit up.
Today I started working on my research paper which is to be a minimum of 5 pages. I have typed out 2 and a half. My topic is homosexuality: nature vs. nurture. I'm still working on the nature debate so I haven't even started the nurture discussion. I just hope it's okay that I don't have a shit load of references.
Uhmm.... got the Christmas stuff out from the basement (yay). But I got really bummed when I was unpacking the ornaments to seperate what ornaments I might use and which ornaments I certainly will not use. It got depressing cause, well, they are my mom's decorations and should be in OH with her alive not here with me with her dead. It also didn't help that the full house quickly turned empty and lonely after Mike went to the general store (again) and Adam left with Cyrus and Holly (again). I feel so weird...
I cried so hard into mike lap cause I feel so weird. I'm still wearing that damn ribbon on my wrist. It's hard to believe it's almost been a YEAR. Wow... I don't want to forget her voice or her laugh. Her grave finally has a marker (bout time). It's bronze with an engraving of a mouse in a teacup that says "mother" or "mom" I don't remember. It fits her SO well cause she loved tea something fierce and she collected mice. Well, I'm tired and I don't want to bum myself out so I'm gonna wrap this shit up.