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So i've been pretty absent in the whole LJ scence lately. I can't say that's really a bad thing. The only reason it could be spun as a bad thing is that i haven't had time to even think about it. That means i'm too busy.
These past few weeks have really let the Type A in my personality shine. I get an average of about 4 hours of sleep each night and when i am "sleeping" it's that half in half out stuff. Nothing consistent. I wake up a lot. I toss a lot. i think a great deal. I worry. It's not good sleep.
I've been extrememly busy with two jobs (one in which i just received last week) and dance. I went from 13 hours a week to 15 and now i'm moving up to 17 next week until the end of the semester. I'm at home EVERY WEEKEND for dance. It's pretty ridiculous. It's kinda sad when i have to skip dance for dance.
Class is wearing me down. Millions of projects and huge research papers. I'm up late writing and proofing or even just bsing to make a page limit. Starting a week from yesterday i have the next two weeks scheduled out to the hour.
and my mom wants me to find time to wash my car.
Speaking of cars i got a new one. My sister Jen's tan/gold grande prix. It's a nice car, and i do like it, but i miss my SUV a lot. I think it really fit my personality and i like being up high. Plus this car is so long i'm afraid i'm gonna hit something. But it's reliable and better on the pocketbook.
Jake and I are doing well. He's come to visit and I sorta went to visit when he was in the hospital for a few days (menengitis). I'm drinking out of my stolen mug from the hospital right now. Sleeping in a hospital BTW not good. Very uncomfortable. You sit in that chair in the beginning and you think its REALLY cool. It reclines and rolls. Very neat. Then try sleeping in it for two nights and sitting in it for three days. It's not so cool anymore. I'm happy with our relationship. I'm happy where i am in life with him and where its going. This is what our relationship should have been like since the very beginning instead of being like this just on and off. I was just retarded. I'm not anymore :-D
I'm getting sick from not sleeping the last 4 or 5 weeks. It's finally hitting me which is disappointing. I bought orange juice to try to keep it at bay, and it has for two days, but i think i'm going to succumb pretty soon if i don't get any sleep. Good sleep i mean.
This whole thing with the living situation went down. I don't really want to write about it because it's going to make me really really mad. So maybe, when i can deal with it I'll write it but i'm not ready to get the feelings out. I'm just betrayed and really hurt.
My grandma Betty is dying. She woke up on Halloween day yellow. She thought God was making her festive, in all reality her liver is failing because it's jaundice not being festive. My mom and dad visited the day after, when the doctors told them she wasn't eating anymore and that she doesn't have more than a few days or weeks, and as they were leaving my grandma betty calls my dad over and whispers "Don't tell Sandy, but i don't think i'm doing very well." Silly grandma i have. I love how she doesn't want to worry people. I get that from her. We're selfless and considerate of others feelings and lives. Oh I'm just dying, but don't let her know. My uncle flew in last weekend and is this weekend and the next. Apparently God as great timing because I'm was home last weekend and Iwill be the following four weekends. [Reminder for myself] Print off pictures of the Notre Dame for your grandmother. She's been doing her Rosary from the pope since last friday. I'm really going to miss her. It's hard because i don't remember a lot from when she was ok. I remember more of her when she was healthy than my Papa. She used to take my to Red Lobster. We'd get shrimp and I would always take the liberty of ordering a pink lemonade. It was always a special occasion, it was our girls day. We would go shopping at Apache or Rosedale and she would ALWAYS buy me a sweater. No one could have enough sweaters. Chenille was her favorite. I miss staying at her house and her food. MAN her food was amazing. She was a hostess for sure. She threw millions of parties because of my grandpa. Her Beef and gravy with homemade mashed potatoes was my favorite and always will be. I haven't had it in about 5 years, maybe a little more, because it's been so long since she's cooked.
I'm really gonna miss my grandma. I know she's not happy in the nursing home and she's not healthy but at least she's around. I know I know, quality not quantity. It's not even about her living longer, she's 86 she's old enough, it's just about her presence. She keeps my dad and my aunt from not actually killing each other. At least now they pretend to work together.
I'm tired and broken down. I need some hugs. I need some fun instead of all work, dance, school, and death. I need sleep.
But i just keep going because its who i am and what i do. I am there for everything and everyone.
These past few weeks have really let the Type A in my personality shine. I get an average of about 4 hours of sleep each night and when i am "sleeping" it's that half in half out stuff. Nothing consistent. I wake up a lot. I toss a lot. i think a great deal. I worry. It's not good sleep.
I've been extrememly busy with two jobs (one in which i just received last week) and dance. I went from 13 hours a week to 15 and now i'm moving up to 17 next week until the end of the semester. I'm at home EVERY WEEKEND for dance. It's pretty ridiculous. It's kinda sad when i have to skip dance for dance.
Class is wearing me down. Millions of projects and huge research papers. I'm up late writing and proofing or even just bsing to make a page limit. Starting a week from yesterday i have the next two weeks scheduled out to the hour.
and my mom wants me to find time to wash my car.
Speaking of cars i got a new one. My sister Jen's tan/gold grande prix. It's a nice car, and i do like it, but i miss my SUV a lot. I think it really fit my personality and i like being up high. Plus this car is so long i'm afraid i'm gonna hit something. But it's reliable and better on the pocketbook.
Jake and I are doing well. He's come to visit and I sorta went to visit when he was in the hospital for a few days (menengitis). I'm drinking out of my stolen mug from the hospital right now. Sleeping in a hospital BTW not good. Very uncomfortable. You sit in that chair in the beginning and you think its REALLY cool. It reclines and rolls. Very neat. Then try sleeping in it for two nights and sitting in it for three days. It's not so cool anymore. I'm happy with our relationship. I'm happy where i am in life with him and where its going. This is what our relationship should have been like since the very beginning instead of being like this just on and off. I was just retarded. I'm not anymore :-D
I'm getting sick from not sleeping the last 4 or 5 weeks. It's finally hitting me which is disappointing. I bought orange juice to try to keep it at bay, and it has for two days, but i think i'm going to succumb pretty soon if i don't get any sleep. Good sleep i mean.
This whole thing with the living situation went down. I don't really want to write about it because it's going to make me really really mad. So maybe, when i can deal with it I'll write it but i'm not ready to get the feelings out. I'm just betrayed and really hurt.
My grandma Betty is dying. She woke up on Halloween day yellow. She thought God was making her festive, in all reality her liver is failing because it's jaundice not being festive. My mom and dad visited the day after, when the doctors told them she wasn't eating anymore and that she doesn't have more than a few days or weeks, and as they were leaving my grandma betty calls my dad over and whispers "Don't tell Sandy, but i don't think i'm doing very well." Silly grandma i have. I love how she doesn't want to worry people. I get that from her. We're selfless and considerate of others feelings and lives. Oh I'm just dying, but don't let her know. My uncle flew in last weekend and is this weekend and the next. Apparently God as great timing because I'm was home last weekend and Iwill be the following four weekends. [Reminder for myself] Print off pictures of the Notre Dame for your grandmother. She's been doing her Rosary from the pope since last friday. I'm really going to miss her. It's hard because i don't remember a lot from when she was ok. I remember more of her when she was healthy than my Papa. She used to take my to Red Lobster. We'd get shrimp and I would always take the liberty of ordering a pink lemonade. It was always a special occasion, it was our girls day. We would go shopping at Apache or Rosedale and she would ALWAYS buy me a sweater. No one could have enough sweaters. Chenille was her favorite. I miss staying at her house and her food. MAN her food was amazing. She was a hostess for sure. She threw millions of parties because of my grandpa. Her Beef and gravy with homemade mashed potatoes was my favorite and always will be. I haven't had it in about 5 years, maybe a little more, because it's been so long since she's cooked.
I'm really gonna miss my grandma. I know she's not happy in the nursing home and she's not healthy but at least she's around. I know I know, quality not quantity. It's not even about her living longer, she's 86 she's old enough, it's just about her presence. She keeps my dad and my aunt from not actually killing each other. At least now they pretend to work together.
I'm tired and broken down. I need some hugs. I need some fun instead of all work, dance, school, and death. I need sleep.
But i just keep going because its who i am and what i do. I am there for everything and everyone.