Back to School-bear with me.. it's a long entry.

[insatiablepoem]

Last week, as Wednesday rolled around I received a phone call. That phone call brought tears to my ears for the rest of the night. Late Tuesday night, after surviving the hurricane that came through central Florida, my sister and her four children were in a horrible side-collision accident. Camden and Chelsey, the youngest and oldest, respectively, were bumped around without much harm at all. However, my sister had damaged her back, and nieces Codi and Catherine were much worse off. Codi suffered several lacerations on her legs and arms, but a few stitches, some tylenol and a popsicle and she's right as rain. At least physically. She's very empathic to her sister who has spent several days in the hospital. Catherine, at age 5, had suffered a head injury. ONe the tore up the right side of her face, fractured her skull below and above the eye socket, and when we got the phone call, had potentially cause brain damage. This was in addition to the many lacerations along her arms and legs and on her scalp. By that afternoon, after a lot more tears then I thought I could cry, we received another phone call. Catherine suffered a lot of damage to her face, a skull fracture, but no swelling or bleeding in her brain. They sewed her up and kept here there for a few days. She's out of the hospital now and today was supposed to be her first day of school. Instead she's at home. No brain damage, just a lot of stitching up and later there may be some reconstructive plastic surgery. Whomever may have granted this miracle.... thank you and my apologies for all the cussing and anger.

Anyway...

Here are some thoughts I wrote down this morning::

Woman poet. Jose shijin.
That's what he calls me and for some reason, even thinking about it now, I can't help but smile.
He makes me nervous. Not so much in that good I'm-falling-for-you way, but in that bad You're-falling-for-me-and-I-don't-reciprocate kind of way. He's so dear to me. And a true sweetheart. Why can't I fall for someone like that? Why is it the villian, the bad boy.. the uninterested?

Had a two hour wait this morning before my first class. Tomorrow it'll be three and a half hours of compuer classes (C++ and Web Development II) with the same teacher startign at 8am. Then onto another bout of Calc II. Not too bad, just early.

I really wish I had gotten up to KC before classes started. I like Jen and Adam and getting to hang out with Jack. Even if he does go all distant on me. Next break I have I wantto go up there, get my book, hang with Jen a lil.. I wonder how that job is going for her...

Oh well, with life this hectic I may never know.