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Where to start, where to start?
Today was like any other holiday. No one understands why I'm a vegetarian, no one understands that I can't use silverware/plates/whatever that have touched meat or had some sort of animal product on them. And no, simply wiping said object off doesn't remove the meat-ness. My aunt was upset with me for not finishing a full glass of vodka-cranberry juice. Why didn't I finish it? Because when she was serving people, she hit my glass with the chicken leg. So, I wouldn't touch the glass.
Can't say it was a bad day though, I love my Aunt Caroline and Uncle Michael. I like hanging out with everyone, but I can't say that it doesn't hurt when my sister and Ang don't include me. I mean, I KNOW that they are best friends and have so much in common... and I know that I don't have as much in common and every thing about me differs from everything about them, but for one day I think it would be nice if they pretended to be interested in me and my life. Oh well.
My Aunt's friend Joanne stopped by for a bit. I tore myself away from the Dallas-Tampa Bay game to have coffee and dessert with them. It was pretty cool that my Aunt was like, "Oh, Joanne! Adara's so mature for her age and really independent! She works full time, goes to college full time, AND she's self sufficient!" It's nice to have someone recognize what I do.
Yesterday at work every time someone spoke to me my eyes welled up. I'm just so tired. If you add up my 40 hours of work, 12 hours of class, and 36 hours of studying (3 hours per each hour in class), and the 2 hour commute I have at least 5 days a week... it's almost 100 hours. That means 100 hours a week I'm working and my brain is zipping around... not to mention all the weeks I've gotten overtime and attempted a social life. I'm tired. I'm really, really, really tired. I just can't seem to stop and breathe, and that's sad. I need to because I'm wearing myself really thin.
I other news? Nothing! Work and school have pretty much consumed my life and will continue to do so until late December. Then I'll have a small break before being overwhelmed for another 4 months.
I can't wait until 2008. If I haven't graduated by then, I'm quitting college and being an underpaid retail slave for the rest of my life... I just need to get out of here... and SOON. I'm planning on seeing a lot after I graduate. Cities, tundras, plains, mountains, rivers, streams, canyons, forests, and skies. Lots of skies.
Cambria's wonderful. Teething, but she's wonderful. She's so loving when I need it, and fiesty the rest of the time, haha. Once she's over this teething bit, I'm sure things will go smoothly. But those teeth are fucking sharp!
I should mention that despite all my whining and frustration, I'm happy. I really am. Things might be tight, but I'm making due the best way I know how and I'm doing well for myself. I wish that I could be off doing my own thing more often, but bills need to be paid, so my restless spirit will have to wait.
Oh yeah, and my Dad kept calling me a hippie again tonight. Don't know what gives. He also keeps trying to put it into my head that he'll buy me a new car that can handle my commuting, etc. But he wont, so I wish he wouldn't say things like that.
Off to wallow about how I have to do homework on a national holiday.
Until next time....
Today was like any other holiday. No one understands why I'm a vegetarian, no one understands that I can't use silverware/plates/whatever that have touched meat or had some sort of animal product on them. And no, simply wiping said object off doesn't remove the meat-ness. My aunt was upset with me for not finishing a full glass of vodka-cranberry juice. Why didn't I finish it? Because when she was serving people, she hit my glass with the chicken leg. So, I wouldn't touch the glass.
Can't say it was a bad day though, I love my Aunt Caroline and Uncle Michael. I like hanging out with everyone, but I can't say that it doesn't hurt when my sister and Ang don't include me. I mean, I KNOW that they are best friends and have so much in common... and I know that I don't have as much in common and every thing about me differs from everything about them, but for one day I think it would be nice if they pretended to be interested in me and my life. Oh well.
My Aunt's friend Joanne stopped by for a bit. I tore myself away from the Dallas-Tampa Bay game to have coffee and dessert with them. It was pretty cool that my Aunt was like, "Oh, Joanne! Adara's so mature for her age and really independent! She works full time, goes to college full time, AND she's self sufficient!" It's nice to have someone recognize what I do.
Yesterday at work every time someone spoke to me my eyes welled up. I'm just so tired. If you add up my 40 hours of work, 12 hours of class, and 36 hours of studying (3 hours per each hour in class), and the 2 hour commute I have at least 5 days a week... it's almost 100 hours. That means 100 hours a week I'm working and my brain is zipping around... not to mention all the weeks I've gotten overtime and attempted a social life. I'm tired. I'm really, really, really tired. I just can't seem to stop and breathe, and that's sad. I need to because I'm wearing myself really thin.
I other news? Nothing! Work and school have pretty much consumed my life and will continue to do so until late December. Then I'll have a small break before being overwhelmed for another 4 months.
I can't wait until 2008. If I haven't graduated by then, I'm quitting college and being an underpaid retail slave for the rest of my life... I just need to get out of here... and SOON. I'm planning on seeing a lot after I graduate. Cities, tundras, plains, mountains, rivers, streams, canyons, forests, and skies. Lots of skies.
Cambria's wonderful. Teething, but she's wonderful. She's so loving when I need it, and fiesty the rest of the time, haha. Once she's over this teething bit, I'm sure things will go smoothly. But those teeth are fucking sharp!
I should mention that despite all my whining and frustration, I'm happy. I really am. Things might be tight, but I'm making due the best way I know how and I'm doing well for myself. I wish that I could be off doing my own thing more often, but bills need to be paid, so my restless spirit will have to wait.
Oh yeah, and my Dad kept calling me a hippie again tonight. Don't know what gives. He also keeps trying to put it into my head that he'll buy me a new car that can handle my commuting, etc. But he wont, so I wish he wouldn't say things like that.
Off to wallow about how I have to do homework on a national holiday.
Until next time....