The Almost-Triumphant, Almost-Return of the scarlette.
Opps, did that thing where I fall off the map, again. :/ (3 1/2 months? Really?)
Sorry, ya’ll.
Life’s been it’s usual crazy self.
I’ve been my usual crazy self.
Still no computer.
Phone is broken, but my upgrade is coming up Sept. 12th.
I’ve got a birthday coming up soon, but we’re going to politely ignore it. Well, I am, anyways. No one else seems to have any intention of respecting my wish that the upcoming non-event is not ‘celebrated’. What’s new, there?
I guess one could say I’m struggling a bit in the “Back Home” environment. It’s more accurate to describe it as franticly thrashing & screaming in rapidly setting concrete while being ignored by everyone who can’t see me, only the cement-me that’s looking a bit mis-formed. It’s not anyone’s fault, I guess, I’ve outgrown the mold that I left & now that I attempted to plop myself back into the space I use to occupy, I don’t fit. I am truly thankful that everyone keeps trying, though. I’m not putting in a whole lot of effort myself, and I’m not sure if I should or want to. Ehhhhhhhhh.
In context:
* I got enrolled in Community College. Classes start August 24th(HOLY SHIT THAT’S NEXT MONDAY! PANIC TIME!!!). I’m so not done with everything I need to have done. I still need to get my ID, my Parking Pass, books, find where my classes are, figure out how long it takes to get to them, etc, etc, etc, . . . Maybe if I put all the actual requirements off ‘til the last minute I’ll be able to ignore the whole emotional freak out about being in school/other students/eventually growing up/so on and such.
* Gee (my former roomateandstuffsperson) has visited 3 times since we parted in NC. We talk, A LOT. (For a point of reference, my last phone bill had the equivalent of 3 days worth of minutes in overages. 0.o) I miss Him, to the point where everything else has paled in comparison. If these were days long since passed, I do believe I’d be described as ‘pining’. Coping with the knowledge that, yes, I do have a heart, it does beat, and deep down, I’m “one of those girls”. Eh, so be it, I’ve given up fighting in favor of being happy. And I almost don’t miss it.
Our relationship has changed a lot in the last year and a half. Eventually we’re going to have to sit down, talk about it and figure out what direction we want to go in. Keyword being, “eventually”. Like, after I figure out how to communicate assertively, in a way that gets what I need done, done, with out being all aggressive, GRRR-HOSTILE-TAKEOVER-CORPERATE-CONGLOMORATE-TAKE-NO-PRISONERS-YEEEEEEEEEEEHAW!. So, yeah, eventually. Maybe after I’ve figure out where I want to go. We’ve been working on arrangements for living together, but that’s all a ways off, as I have atleast 6 months left of responsibilities here, and He lacks any definite anything right now. I was suppose to go to Chicago to hang out with Him, His sister & peoples in early September, but then His company fucked Him over (again, as they do every 10 days) and things fell through. Suck. : (.
* My endocrine system has declared guerrilla war on my body, and that’s been a real steamboat stroll through the Everglades. I was pretty sick for a few weeks, and ended up missing a ton of work, but it seems like we’ve got a handle on everything for the moment.
* Work, taking faith in me not calling in sick for the last 2 weeks, has bumped up my hours. Good because I owe my parents a little under $2,000 to pay back all my car repairs and 16 hours a week does not do much to diminish that massive sum. Bad because I start school next week (PANIC!PANIC!!), so they’ll either have to drop my hours down again (I had 28 last week & 33 scheduled for this week) or I’ll need to give up sleep and learn to do homework while driving (or get organized & start managing my time efficiently, but lets be realistic, here!). Neutral because it appears my direct deposit has been messed up & I haven’t gotten paid for the last 2 weeks. So, if I’m not receiving money, I’m not super concerned how many hours I work.
I should be happier, or atleast less pessimistic. Things are going much better than they could, I am doing really well, nothing’s out to make my life a living hell. Hopefully I’m just tired and overtaxed this week and that’s why I lack the properties of a sunbeam.
Optimism Prime, lets go!:
* The weather’s nice. It’s hot and sunny in the morning and then as the afternoon gets underway it rains & cools everything down. I love the weather in Florida in the summer. Yeah, yeah, I’m weird, but it’s pretty and extreme and awesome. Like yesterday, it rained like a friggin’ hailstorm. Our parking lot was flooded in minutes, but the whole time it was bright & sunny.
* Birdyface lost 3 grams, and the dr. says soon she’ll be in the healthy range! Whoot.
* I now know how to get into college, what courses I want/need to take and when to make an appointment with a guidance councilor.
* I have health insurance.
* I have cable TV.
* And occasional internets!
* Soon I’ll have money for a computer.
* New phone! In less than a month!
Things are alright, you know?
How have ya'll been?
Sorry, ya’ll.
Life’s been it’s usual crazy self.
I’ve been my usual crazy self.
Still no computer.
Phone is broken, but my upgrade is coming up Sept. 12th.
I’ve got a birthday coming up soon, but we’re going to politely ignore it. Well, I am, anyways. No one else seems to have any intention of respecting my wish that the upcoming non-event is not ‘celebrated’. What’s new, there?
I guess one could say I’m struggling a bit in the “Back Home” environment. It’s more accurate to describe it as franticly thrashing & screaming in rapidly setting concrete while being ignored by everyone who can’t see me, only the cement-me that’s looking a bit mis-formed. It’s not anyone’s fault, I guess, I’ve outgrown the mold that I left & now that I attempted to plop myself back into the space I use to occupy, I don’t fit. I am truly thankful that everyone keeps trying, though. I’m not putting in a whole lot of effort myself, and I’m not sure if I should or want to. Ehhhhhhhhh.
In context:
* I got enrolled in Community College. Classes start August 24th(HOLY SHIT THAT’S NEXT MONDAY! PANIC TIME!!!). I’m so not done with everything I need to have done. I still need to get my ID, my Parking Pass, books, find where my classes are, figure out how long it takes to get to them, etc, etc, etc, . . . Maybe if I put all the actual requirements off ‘til the last minute I’ll be able to ignore the whole emotional freak out about being in school/other students/eventually growing up/so on and such.
* Gee (my former roomateandstuffsperson) has visited 3 times since we parted in NC. We talk, A LOT. (For a point of reference, my last phone bill had the equivalent of 3 days worth of minutes in overages. 0.o) I miss Him, to the point where everything else has paled in comparison. If these were days long since passed, I do believe I’d be described as ‘pining’. Coping with the knowledge that, yes, I do have a heart, it does beat, and deep down, I’m “one of those girls”. Eh, so be it, I’ve given up fighting in favor of being happy. And I almost don’t miss it.
Our relationship has changed a lot in the last year and a half. Eventually we’re going to have to sit down, talk about it and figure out what direction we want to go in. Keyword being, “eventually”. Like, after I figure out how to communicate assertively, in a way that gets what I need done, done, with out being all aggressive, GRRR-HOSTILE-TAKEOVER-CORPERATE-CONGLOMORATE-TAKE-NO-PRISONERS-YEEEEEEEEEEEHAW!. So, yeah, eventually. Maybe after I’ve figure out where I want to go. We’ve been working on arrangements for living together, but that’s all a ways off, as I have atleast 6 months left of responsibilities here, and He lacks any definite anything right now. I was suppose to go to Chicago to hang out with Him, His sister & peoples in early September, but then His company fucked Him over (again, as they do every 10 days) and things fell through. Suck. : (.
* My endocrine system has declared guerrilla war on my body, and that’s been a real steamboat stroll through the Everglades. I was pretty sick for a few weeks, and ended up missing a ton of work, but it seems like we’ve got a handle on everything for the moment.
* Work, taking faith in me not calling in sick for the last 2 weeks, has bumped up my hours. Good because I owe my parents a little under $2,000 to pay back all my car repairs and 16 hours a week does not do much to diminish that massive sum. Bad because I start school next week (PANIC!PANIC!!), so they’ll either have to drop my hours down again (I had 28 last week & 33 scheduled for this week) or I’ll need to give up sleep and learn to do homework while driving (or get organized & start managing my time efficiently, but lets be realistic, here!). Neutral because it appears my direct deposit has been messed up & I haven’t gotten paid for the last 2 weeks. So, if I’m not receiving money, I’m not super concerned how many hours I work.
I should be happier, or atleast less pessimistic. Things are going much better than they could, I am doing really well, nothing’s out to make my life a living hell. Hopefully I’m just tired and overtaxed this week and that’s why I lack the properties of a sunbeam.
Optimism Prime, lets go!:
* The weather’s nice. It’s hot and sunny in the morning and then as the afternoon gets underway it rains & cools everything down. I love the weather in Florida in the summer. Yeah, yeah, I’m weird, but it’s pretty and extreme and awesome. Like yesterday, it rained like a friggin’ hailstorm. Our parking lot was flooded in minutes, but the whole time it was bright & sunny.
* Birdyface lost 3 grams, and the dr. says soon she’ll be in the healthy range! Whoot.
* I now know how to get into college, what courses I want/need to take and when to make an appointment with a guidance councilor.
* I have health insurance.
* I have cable TV.
* And occasional internets!
* Soon I’ll have money for a computer.
* New phone! In less than a month!
Things are alright, you know?
How have ya'll been?