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Why is it that when we, as females, know we are going to start our periods and know we are going to be major bitches... we can't stop it from happening?? Isn't that how it's supposed to work? If you know the cause of the problem, then you should be able to stop it or control it. But, no... how frustrating is that?!?! GOSH!
I will be starting my period any day now. I'm going to bet on tomorrow.... or no, better yet! Tonight, while I'm sleeping!! Sneaky, little bastard. I'm honestly happy and fine. But, just the whole "period thing", you know? I am so irritable and I want to say mean things to everyone. (I just left poor steven a nasty comment on how Jennifer Love Hewett is ugly and needs to get over herself). I'm such a girl right now... it's making me sick. Grrrrrrr!!!
Anyway, ah! Wrong color... ok. I'm good now. So yeah, this week took way too long to get done with. I am glad it's almost over though. I have to go into work tomorrow for a few hours and finish up my record audits. (tomorrow is Saturday in case you didn't know) Surprisingly enough, that doesn't really upset me too much. I don't mind being at work if it's doing something productive. And besides, it makes me feel accomplished. At the end of this month or maybe even towards the middle, I will be done with what feels like a heck of a lot of stuff. My class, CDC's, record audits, cold weather, and... my PERIOD!! That was typed so angrily. I don't know, maybe I don't have that much going on, but it sure feels like it. Oh!! And they're putting me in freaking Flight Dentistry... I do not want to work there! I don't like the doc and the chick I'm working with is the one that Andres made out with when he was drunk. I will have to be working very close with her in fact. She has to fucking train me. Train?? I do NOT need to be trained in a job that I've been doing way longer than that whore. She can go fuck herself. Not to mention, (though I will), that our supervisor is a cunt. (that's being nice) I can't stand her, to say the least. FUCK! I need to work out really baaaaad.
Ok, on happier notes, (if I can manage to be nice), Andres and I just got back from this place that makes the absolute best burgers on this planet. I don't care what anyone says... they are the best. I wouldn't want to disagree with me right now if I were you. After work, we went and bought this $13 bottle of wine and a six pack of Heineken. We are going to watch a movie, then proceed to have crazy sex before I start my period. Last time we had sex was about a week ago and it was really good. I want to do that again.
OH! I am so happy that I'm applying myself, (sort of), and studying for my marine bio final. I'm re-writting ALL the taxonomy out by hand then I am going to type it up on my spiffy laptop. Repetition is important for me otherwise I won't learn or remember shit. But, I honestly know a lot more than I thought. The information is really sticking... thank God. I have to get a B or higher on the final in order to pass the class and not have to pay $400 for it.
As of late, it seems to be the general concensus that I'm upset or hiding something. Everyone has this idea (or so it seems) that I'm unhappy and hating life... I'm not. I'm actually really loving it right now. I'm just very busy and often stressed out, but it's the healthy kind of stress. Make sense? Work, school, relationship, family, money... more work, friends. It all adds up and I can't always be on top of the ball. I need a chance to breathe and relax. But it's all good. There are other factors involved, but getting into those right now will be like attempting to set off an atomic bomb. Maybe when I'm not so pre-menstrual.
Hmmm, what else can I say? I haven't written in so long and I know that once I submit this, I'll think of ten other things to talk about. Oh well. I'll deal with it. I really need to go work out right now and get rid of some of this rage... the rest can be taken out on Andres tonight, lucky boy. ;)
I want to write with a pen and some paper... I haven't done that for awhile.
~Colleenie~