Rambling when I should be Reading
I haven't updated this thing in forever. There were so many things I kept wanting to post about, such as the Assemblage 23 concert with Kay & Brenton, Brenton Kim & Matt coming to visit the weekend after Halloween & the Anime Club Masquerade, and just life in general... and then I just kept not doing it. Oh well. The concert was AMAZING; I got to not only meet Tom Shear, but get a hug from him & a picture with him as well. Afterwards I was over at Brenton's till 730 the next morning... Mom was not pleased. Having Kim, Matt & Brenton come visit was fun, even if the Masquerade kinda flopped. Either way, it was fun, and Bri, Ashley & I made complete fools of ourselves. I have the video if you want to see it... but shhh, Bri will kill me if I show people.
Thanksgiving break was actually productive when it came to homework. My iPod crashed, and after the first night home, my computer couldn't connect to the internet, so I spent more time than I planned to doing homework and reading. I'm so happy, The Harlequin is completely making up for the horrendous mistake that was Danse Macabre (for those who don't read the series, I'm talking about the newest book in the Anita Blake series by Laurel K Hamilton). I don't have to stop reading the series now, yay! I felt like a complete dumbass though. So a couple weeks ago I reserved tickets for Ilea's musical for my family & me. Was all set to go, really excited about it... then on Thursday, Mom starts feeling like shit. Helping her Friday had me completely wrapped up. Then, right as I laid down to go to bed, it dawns on me... shit, the tickets were for tonight, not Saturday. *sigh* I was disappointed in myself. Sorry for missing this one too hun; I'm sure you were awesome!
I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, mostly about stuff from this summer. I'm paranoid about my leg, probably overly paranoid, but I can't help it. Times like these make me hate being in a medicine related major, cause I keep trying to diagnose myself and always give myself the worst diagnosis possible. If anyone knows a good way to make your mind shut up about that stuff, I'm all ears, cause I'm starting to sound ridiculous, even to myself.
The only positive thing coming from this is that I'm motivated to go back on Weight Watchers, and actually try. I'm tired of being 110 lbs over the apparent ideal weight for my height & age. If I were confident enough, I'd start posting weekly in here with weights & use that to make me think I had people holding me accountable, but I don't know how comfortable I feel with that. Maybe I'll get my roommates to do it, or I'll just ask my Mom. She's good with that sort of thing, and it's not like she doesn't call me enough to be able to yell at me. We'll see. Either way, here's hoping I can stay with this thing this time & bring about some changes before summer.
Thanksgiving break was actually productive when it came to homework. My iPod crashed, and after the first night home, my computer couldn't connect to the internet, so I spent more time than I planned to doing homework and reading. I'm so happy, The Harlequin is completely making up for the horrendous mistake that was Danse Macabre (for those who don't read the series, I'm talking about the newest book in the Anita Blake series by Laurel K Hamilton). I don't have to stop reading the series now, yay! I felt like a complete dumbass though. So a couple weeks ago I reserved tickets for Ilea's musical for my family & me. Was all set to go, really excited about it... then on Thursday, Mom starts feeling like shit. Helping her Friday had me completely wrapped up. Then, right as I laid down to go to bed, it dawns on me... shit, the tickets were for tonight, not Saturday. *sigh* I was disappointed in myself. Sorry for missing this one too hun; I'm sure you were awesome!
I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, mostly about stuff from this summer. I'm paranoid about my leg, probably overly paranoid, but I can't help it. Times like these make me hate being in a medicine related major, cause I keep trying to diagnose myself and always give myself the worst diagnosis possible. If anyone knows a good way to make your mind shut up about that stuff, I'm all ears, cause I'm starting to sound ridiculous, even to myself.
The only positive thing coming from this is that I'm motivated to go back on Weight Watchers, and actually try. I'm tired of being 110 lbs over the apparent ideal weight for my height & age. If I were confident enough, I'd start posting weekly in here with weights & use that to make me think I had people holding me accountable, but I don't know how comfortable I feel with that. Maybe I'll get my roommates to do it, or I'll just ask my Mom. She's good with that sort of thing, and it's not like she doesn't call me enough to be able to yell at me. We'll see. Either way, here's hoping I can stay with this thing this time & bring about some changes before summer.