Worried sick, or is that you?
I've started drinking a cup of hot tea every night before I go to bed. Its so nice and relaxing, like 5 minutes of Emily time at the end of everyday. I just sit here, staring into space and sipping my tea. The truth is there isn't anything particularly special about it, not even caffeine. However, somehow just the thought of it is nice - cupping my hands around a warm mug, sipping the tea as the steam pours out onto my face. I think I've become addicted, and thank goodness its a healthy addiction.
Last night wasn't really a very good one. I wasn't in a particularly pleasant mood when I arrived at Digger's and though the company wasn't bad I managed to leave in an even worse one. It was one of those nights where I drove back to school going the speed limit the whole way - just me and my car, cruising. I talked to Kevin for a bit and then Anne for some time after that. I can't even decide what it is that bothers me so much. Is it that its just still a sensitive issue, or perhaps that in some strange way I'm jealous, or...what i've been thinking in that its a total threat to me. Probably a combination of the three. I think this may be just another one of those things I am going to have to let go of for now.
Today was a better day. I licked a lot of envelopes and worked on a lot of dance stuff between Psych and Lab of course. We dissected a nematoda in biology today. Simple worm things. Saw their ovaries and ovaducts and vaginas and testes and vas deferens. Very exciting indeed. (wait...no. and the smell was horrific). Solicited down peachtree with no luck but we did find some possible sponsorships for next year. Had dinner and went to dance where we added up all of our funds. Thank you soooo sooo much to everyone who donated. People really pulled through this time and I am so impresed. We are almost at our goal, and should be there by the end of next week without a problem. Practice was good, I was in an unusually good mood and am so excited about taking this dance to Vegas and having the time of our lives.
Tomorrow I work for the first time in a few weeks now. I am not at all excited, however I did get a new sticker for my book. It says "I'm imagining you with a personality." It makes me happy. I also have lunch with myriam tomorrow which makes me happy. oy oy oy. my life...
I like these countdowns:
12 hours until lunch with Myriam
2 days until battle of the bands
6 days until dinner with sarah and jessica's birthday
9 days until Vegas
16 days until we dance at the homecoming games
22 days until the homecoming dance
Anyway, class in the morning so its bed time
Oh...and BIG FAT SHOUT OUT TO CATHERINE MILESON!!!! Welcome to LJ beautiful.
Last night wasn't really a very good one. I wasn't in a particularly pleasant mood when I arrived at Digger's and though the company wasn't bad I managed to leave in an even worse one. It was one of those nights where I drove back to school going the speed limit the whole way - just me and my car, cruising. I talked to Kevin for a bit and then Anne for some time after that. I can't even decide what it is that bothers me so much. Is it that its just still a sensitive issue, or perhaps that in some strange way I'm jealous, or...what i've been thinking in that its a total threat to me. Probably a combination of the three. I think this may be just another one of those things I am going to have to let go of for now.
Today was a better day. I licked a lot of envelopes and worked on a lot of dance stuff between Psych and Lab of course. We dissected a nematoda in biology today. Simple worm things. Saw their ovaries and ovaducts and vaginas and testes and vas deferens. Very exciting indeed. (wait...no. and the smell was horrific). Solicited down peachtree with no luck but we did find some possible sponsorships for next year. Had dinner and went to dance where we added up all of our funds. Thank you soooo sooo much to everyone who donated. People really pulled through this time and I am so impresed. We are almost at our goal, and should be there by the end of next week without a problem. Practice was good, I was in an unusually good mood and am so excited about taking this dance to Vegas and having the time of our lives.
Tomorrow I work for the first time in a few weeks now. I am not at all excited, however I did get a new sticker for my book. It says "I'm imagining you with a personality." It makes me happy. I also have lunch with myriam tomorrow which makes me happy. oy oy oy. my life...
I like these countdowns:
12 hours until lunch with Myriam
2 days until battle of the bands
6 days until dinner with sarah and jessica's birthday
9 days until Vegas
16 days until we dance at the homecoming games
22 days until the homecoming dance
Anyway, class in the morning so its bed time
Oh...and BIG FAT SHOUT OUT TO CATHERINE MILESON!!!! Welcome to LJ beautiful.