I missed today
I am feeling so unproductive. I'm not lazy, but I get up at noon, maybe (stress the maybe) do some homework, and go take a nap before work. i have so much homework to do, and I keep putting if off. At least I've been having it done the night before classes. I usually through something together in 15 minutes before class. It's nice to not be stressed out that somethings not done, and get pizza with Kelly on my lunch break.
Joe's been teaching me the bass. He says I pick up fast, but I can't tell if he's hiding being impressed, or he really isn't. A compliment from him is rare. Which I guess makes them more valued. I remember the first time he came over, he was looking at my artwork on the walls. He was looking at the gnomes I drew for my mom, and I said I drew that for Mother's day, but I gave it to her early, and had to go buy her a present. He was like, "You drew that? I thought it was a poster." On the drive home repeated several times that my work was really good. I never was too serious about my work, so it means a lot when he brings up how he likes it.
Anyways, back to the bass playing... I've been practicing so much that I have a huge blister on my middle finger, and couldn't play yesterday.
My mom's going in for surgery tomorrow. I know she's scared, but everything's gonna be OK, I keep telling her. Her thyriod is being removed, and she has to have a tube in her neck for a few days after the surgery. That really creeps me out. The poor thing. I think of all the surgeries she's been through with me, and the ones I can't go through with her. I can't miss school, so I can't be with her tomorrow. I'm going to try to visit her tomarrow night, but I have a stupid science thing. Maybe I'll just sign in and leave. I want to get her something, but I'm soo in debt. I bought her a water color from the art Gallery where I work, but I gave that to her when she was having a bad day a few weeks ago. She liked it so much when she was visiting me at work, but she wouldn't spend that much money on herself. The artist gave me a good deal on it. (Thanks Marian!! You are so great)
I guess it's off to do homework. That's part of what I love about my job. There's nothing to do here, so I surf the internet, have my friends visit me, do my homework. On Saturdays, Heather and I overlap shifts for a few hours. We order pizza, and talk. I love it here so much..
Well, gotta finish that psych homework!
Jes
Joe's been teaching me the bass. He says I pick up fast, but I can't tell if he's hiding being impressed, or he really isn't. A compliment from him is rare. Which I guess makes them more valued. I remember the first time he came over, he was looking at my artwork on the walls. He was looking at the gnomes I drew for my mom, and I said I drew that for Mother's day, but I gave it to her early, and had to go buy her a present. He was like, "You drew that? I thought it was a poster." On the drive home repeated several times that my work was really good. I never was too serious about my work, so it means a lot when he brings up how he likes it.
Anyways, back to the bass playing... I've been practicing so much that I have a huge blister on my middle finger, and couldn't play yesterday.
My mom's going in for surgery tomorrow. I know she's scared, but everything's gonna be OK, I keep telling her. Her thyriod is being removed, and she has to have a tube in her neck for a few days after the surgery. That really creeps me out. The poor thing. I think of all the surgeries she's been through with me, and the ones I can't go through with her. I can't miss school, so I can't be with her tomorrow. I'm going to try to visit her tomarrow night, but I have a stupid science thing. Maybe I'll just sign in and leave. I want to get her something, but I'm soo in debt. I bought her a water color from the art Gallery where I work, but I gave that to her when she was having a bad day a few weeks ago. She liked it so much when she was visiting me at work, but she wouldn't spend that much money on herself. The artist gave me a good deal on it. (Thanks Marian!! You are so great)
I guess it's off to do homework. That's part of what I love about my job. There's nothing to do here, so I surf the internet, have my friends visit me, do my homework. On Saturdays, Heather and I overlap shifts for a few hours. We order pizza, and talk. I love it here so much..
Well, gotta finish that psych homework!
Jes