just a quick note from the peanut gallery
I know I haven't written in a while, but I've been really busy. Between work, school, and my birthday party, things have been really hectic.
Work is a bitch as always. I don't make enough money, and my boss is the devil. You put the two together and its not a pretty combo. At school I have had midterms and papers and projects due. We had to do a brain dissection project, and that involved a lot of time and energy. I won't go into the weird details, but I built a city out of cardboard, paint, and clay. I still have like the 3rd highest score in my anatomy class or something. I have an A, so I feel alright. As long as I don't bomb the final, I'm good. The party was a lot of work. Setting up took two days, and the party was fun, but I somehow got bruises and I don't know how they got there. I vaguely remember somebody hitting me for one of them, and the one on my ankle was me hitting myself with the stick for the pinata. The party didn't end till like 4 in the morning, (it started at like 7 the night before)and Carolle, Drew, and I spent most of the next day cleaning in spurts while trying to catch some sleep. This didn't work for me sadly. Then we packed up my car, dropped the stuff off at my house, made dinner, and went to Rocky. We dropped off the tank that Carolle and I built, and I worked tech. I was also a sheet slut. Busy night. Sunday, is a very vague memory, but I know I was up working on stuff all day. Go busy weekends. Then it was back to the grind of my week.
There are only two weeks left of school, so thats good, after that I can get some peace hopefully. Who knows though. I just need sleep. And a massage. A really good deep tissue massage. The knots in my body are keeping me in constant pain, and are not helping my posture any.
The only good thing is that it is over half way till Morgan comes home on leave. Not much past halfway (less than a week), but it is over half way. Which means its a downward slope. I miss my baby, and this distance is taking a toll on us, so it can not be to quickly that he comes home. Plus, I need someone's arms to cry into, and I need to be held. He keeps saying he doesn't know if we are gonna make a year, seeing as its been a little over 3 months and we keep fighting, but I just love him to much to let it end. I know he loves me too, he just knows how much pain its causing, and he thinks it would be easier. But life without him is only harder. I can't wait till he comes home, we have so much planned. I'll talk about that later though.
Anywho, I'm starving, but I need sleep, so I'm gonna try and catch some zzz's. Night all.
Work is a bitch as always. I don't make enough money, and my boss is the devil. You put the two together and its not a pretty combo. At school I have had midterms and papers and projects due. We had to do a brain dissection project, and that involved a lot of time and energy. I won't go into the weird details, but I built a city out of cardboard, paint, and clay. I still have like the 3rd highest score in my anatomy class or something. I have an A, so I feel alright. As long as I don't bomb the final, I'm good. The party was a lot of work. Setting up took two days, and the party was fun, but I somehow got bruises and I don't know how they got there. I vaguely remember somebody hitting me for one of them, and the one on my ankle was me hitting myself with the stick for the pinata. The party didn't end till like 4 in the morning, (it started at like 7 the night before)and Carolle, Drew, and I spent most of the next day cleaning in spurts while trying to catch some sleep. This didn't work for me sadly. Then we packed up my car, dropped the stuff off at my house, made dinner, and went to Rocky. We dropped off the tank that Carolle and I built, and I worked tech. I was also a sheet slut. Busy night. Sunday, is a very vague memory, but I know I was up working on stuff all day. Go busy weekends. Then it was back to the grind of my week.
There are only two weeks left of school, so thats good, after that I can get some peace hopefully. Who knows though. I just need sleep. And a massage. A really good deep tissue massage. The knots in my body are keeping me in constant pain, and are not helping my posture any.
The only good thing is that it is over half way till Morgan comes home on leave. Not much past halfway (less than a week), but it is over half way. Which means its a downward slope. I miss my baby, and this distance is taking a toll on us, so it can not be to quickly that he comes home. Plus, I need someone's arms to cry into, and I need to be held. He keeps saying he doesn't know if we are gonna make a year, seeing as its been a little over 3 months and we keep fighting, but I just love him to much to let it end. I know he loves me too, he just knows how much pain its causing, and he thinks it would be easier. But life without him is only harder. I can't wait till he comes home, we have so much planned. I'll talk about that later though.
Anywho, I'm starving, but I need sleep, so I'm gonna try and catch some zzz's. Night all.