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[mood| 
giggly]
[music| Buttons//Pussycat Dolls]
Hello, hello, hello. W/in the cut: Surgery, life, money, The Boy.
I'm in sort of a good mood right now. I feel oh-so-pretty because I just got my hair cut. So it looks all healthy and Jacks blew it out straight for me! I looke like one hot mama. Seriously. I even called up The Boy and told him what he's passing up tonight because I'm lookin' good.
See, we were supposed to hang out after I got out of class tonight. I'm getting my tonsils removed tomorrow (scary, but a good thing) and I wanted to see him beforehand. Because I'm not going to be able to do anything for about two weeks after my surgery.
And huh, I just realized, calling it surgery sounds serious. I mean, it is serious. But it's not as major as other things. It's just that my tonsils are really big to begin with (my mother even jokes that I can tell people to "suck my balls" because that's what she thinks they look like. Thanks Ma)
So yeah. No fun for two weeks, 'cause I've been told I'm gonna be in pain. It's never comforting when the first thing your doctor says is "You know this is gonna hurt, right?" Well, he said that after he remarked that those are "huge tonsils." Ass.
And plans were fine with The Boy until yesterday. Yesterday he got an offer from a friend of his at school. Turns out his friend had an extra ticket to the Yankee playoff game tonight. Just one, though. So The Boy will be riding into the city and taking the subway to Yankee Stadium by himself. And then sitting there by himself for the game. He'll just put his XM Radio on though, and nobody should bother him. And he'll meet up with his friend later.
And it's a playoff game. He can't pass it up. But he did sound guilty when he called me up yesterday afternoon to tell me. Even said he felt really bad, 'cause he wanted to see me before I go to the hospital. But we ended up hanging out last night after the game. Really late, though. And I was thinking I'd just bunk there for the night since he was picking me up so late. But no. His mother had no work today, so she would be home in the morning. *sigh*
And I just got off the phone with him a few minutes ago. I was all "I just want you to know what you're passing up tonight. I'm looking really good, I got my hair cut, it's all straight, which you've never seen. I'm dressed really cute, I'm feelin' good. Just thought I'd share."
Pause. Pause. Pause.
"You're mean." Hehehe. He'll live. But I will call him later and gloat if the Mets win. We got a bet going on to see who will make it to the World Series. I love baseball.
My life has been so hectic lately.
Lots of work. I'm averaging 25 hours a week, plus school on top of that. And then, I've been baby-sitting quite a bit, too. For the couple I usually sit for, plus a new one. Actually, it's The Boy's mother's friend's kids. Whew. Got it. I baby-sit for them now every Tuesday. And Jacks was saying she might hand over my number to a lady at her shop, 'cause she's in need of a baby-sitter. Oh, and I've sat for my cousins, too. Fun.
I'm just hardly ever home. It kinda sucks, but I'm kind of loving it too.
I feel like, for the first time in my life, I can do what I want. The bros are a little older, a little more able to take care of themselves. I don't have to be home so much. But when I am home, everything still falls to me 'cause Mother is at work.
And I think my mother might be getting a little annoyed with me. I'm just not sure if she's not happy with me because I'm hanging out with The Boy more now, or I'm seeing my friends a bit more, or I'm not checking in with her for everything. I don't know.
Money has been tight lately. So whatever money I have, has been going to her. Which I know I have to do, but it's killin' me a little bit. I'm going out, I'm going to school, I'm driving your kids around and watching them. And I have to give you nearly all my money? I have no money to call my own. And I work hard for it. And then she gets all uppity when I give her a bit of attitude when I don't want to give her any. I had $3 yesterday. I got paid today.
Actually, I had to open a bank account for her today. In my name and everything, just for her. 'Cause her old one got a lean put on it; basically, it was frozen and the money taken. Guess my father got a credit card after he left us and put her name on it and owed it money. So they went after her.
So she's had no bank account. And she lost her CS debit card, which had money in there, but we can't touch until she gets a new card.
Money has always been the thing to annoy me most about my family. Or rather, the lack thereof.
Ah, Nip/Tuck was good last night. Just a really good episode. Rosie O'Donnell was really good. And the ending? With the kidney? Freakin' awesome.
Unngh, I have to get ready for class. I have to leave in a little bit.
So wish me luck on my surgery tomorrow!
giggly]
[music| Buttons//Pussycat Dolls]
Hello, hello, hello. W/in the cut: Surgery, life, money, The Boy.
I'm in sort of a good mood right now. I feel oh-so-pretty because I just got my hair cut. So it looks all healthy and Jacks blew it out straight for me! I looke like one hot mama. Seriously. I even called up The Boy and told him what he's passing up tonight because I'm lookin' good.
See, we were supposed to hang out after I got out of class tonight. I'm getting my tonsils removed tomorrow (scary, but a good thing) and I wanted to see him beforehand. Because I'm not going to be able to do anything for about two weeks after my surgery.
And huh, I just realized, calling it surgery sounds serious. I mean, it is serious. But it's not as major as other things. It's just that my tonsils are really big to begin with (my mother even jokes that I can tell people to "suck my balls" because that's what she thinks they look like. Thanks Ma)
So yeah. No fun for two weeks, 'cause I've been told I'm gonna be in pain. It's never comforting when the first thing your doctor says is "You know this is gonna hurt, right?" Well, he said that after he remarked that those are "huge tonsils." Ass.
And plans were fine with The Boy until yesterday. Yesterday he got an offer from a friend of his at school. Turns out his friend had an extra ticket to the Yankee playoff game tonight. Just one, though. So The Boy will be riding into the city and taking the subway to Yankee Stadium by himself. And then sitting there by himself for the game. He'll just put his XM Radio on though, and nobody should bother him. And he'll meet up with his friend later.
And it's a playoff game. He can't pass it up. But he did sound guilty when he called me up yesterday afternoon to tell me. Even said he felt really bad, 'cause he wanted to see me before I go to the hospital. But we ended up hanging out last night after the game. Really late, though. And I was thinking I'd just bunk there for the night since he was picking me up so late. But no. His mother had no work today, so she would be home in the morning. *sigh*
And I just got off the phone with him a few minutes ago. I was all "I just want you to know what you're passing up tonight. I'm looking really good, I got my hair cut, it's all straight, which you've never seen. I'm dressed really cute, I'm feelin' good. Just thought I'd share."
Pause. Pause. Pause.
"You're mean." Hehehe. He'll live. But I will call him later and gloat if the Mets win. We got a bet going on to see who will make it to the World Series. I love baseball.
My life has been so hectic lately.
Lots of work. I'm averaging 25 hours a week, plus school on top of that. And then, I've been baby-sitting quite a bit, too. For the couple I usually sit for, plus a new one. Actually, it's The Boy's mother's friend's kids. Whew. Got it. I baby-sit for them now every Tuesday. And Jacks was saying she might hand over my number to a lady at her shop, 'cause she's in need of a baby-sitter. Oh, and I've sat for my cousins, too. Fun.
I'm just hardly ever home. It kinda sucks, but I'm kind of loving it too.
I feel like, for the first time in my life, I can do what I want. The bros are a little older, a little more able to take care of themselves. I don't have to be home so much. But when I am home, everything still falls to me 'cause Mother is at work.
And I think my mother might be getting a little annoyed with me. I'm just not sure if she's not happy with me because I'm hanging out with The Boy more now, or I'm seeing my friends a bit more, or I'm not checking in with her for everything. I don't know.
Money has been tight lately. So whatever money I have, has been going to her. Which I know I have to do, but it's killin' me a little bit. I'm going out, I'm going to school, I'm driving your kids around and watching them. And I have to give you nearly all my money? I have no money to call my own. And I work hard for it. And then she gets all uppity when I give her a bit of attitude when I don't want to give her any. I had $3 yesterday. I got paid today.
Actually, I had to open a bank account for her today. In my name and everything, just for her. 'Cause her old one got a lean put on it; basically, it was frozen and the money taken. Guess my father got a credit card after he left us and put her name on it and owed it money. So they went after her.
So she's had no bank account. And she lost her CS debit card, which had money in there, but we can't touch until she gets a new card.
Money has always been the thing to annoy me most about my family. Or rather, the lack thereof.
Ah, Nip/Tuck was good last night. Just a really good episode. Rosie O'Donnell was really good. And the ending? With the kidney? Freakin' awesome.
Unngh, I have to get ready for class. I have to leave in a little bit.
So wish me luck on my surgery tomorrow!