blorg.
fine, i'll update.
things have been.. well, usual for me. ups and downs and crazy emotional rollercoaster rides and meds and class and cheer and math and math and math and sleep.
i'm doing alright, at the moment. the semester started off on the wrong foot. but i am okay. i believe there are only five weeks of class left. which is incredibly bizarre. this semester is flying by.
i probably never told you guys that i am a co-captain for cheer. but yeah, i am. at least just for football. we are going to have try-outs for basketball season. as much as i love it, i need to figure out if i should drop it in order to get more hours at work. basketball season is hectic with multiple games a week, and i've injured myself. oh yeah i kicked my leg up into a heel stretch at the end of a long practice and my hip cracked three times and i think i strained the tendon cause it has been a month and i can't do a whole heck opf a lot with it. finally got into the gen. prac. today so they can send a referral out or whatever. stupid doctors, i should be able to get an appointment without needing to go to a rando doc. but she did give me an inhaler for the next week or so because i have a weird cough. strange.
i am legit going crazy (er, crazier than usual) living with my grandmother. she came into my room one day and MOVED EVERYTHING AROUND. put things in the wrong places, made my bed but put my pillows on the opposite because apparently i sleep the wrong way on MY GODDAMN FUCKING BED. i had the biggest freak out/mental breakdown when i came home to that. and because she's my grandmother, i can't just tell her that if her fucking cunt bitchy-ass self ever touches my stuff again i will literally tweak out and kill her. but not really kill her. i am not that insane.. yet. she moved my dvds, my work apron (took EVERYTHING out of it, i have no fucking clue why that was "wrong" to her), my shoes, my blanket on the couch (i had it like draped over the couch to hide the ugly brown.. she folded it and moved it. again, apparently "wrong" to her). i don't get why she doesn't understand that what she did was the opposite of helpful- i felt completely violated. i have no privacy whatsoever.
don't even get me started on how fucking annoying she is. she says the same goddamned thing every morning when i leave the house. i started leaving earlier so she wouldn't be awake yet. then she figured that out and the next week started waking up earlier. i swear to god..
yeah, i have issues. but she does every single thing that drives me crazy. and she would never understand that, since the last time i tried to tell her how my brain works with depression she told me to find my god and just kept asking how it worked and then didn't get it.
i need to get away. i can't live with an 85 year old stubborn old catholic woman who smokes and sounds like a man and doesn't fucking know how to clean or use a vacuum.
classes are going well though. i like them, which is good.
cheer has been frustrating and fun at the same time. i will sum up the frustrating part by saying this: FRESHMEN. (with attitudes)
okay. what else. uhhhh. hmm..
yeah i think this is good.
i'll be home for like four weeks or something in the winter. (usually it's only like three). or maybe it is three. i don't remember. but i need to see you guys again because you're all crazy in the most sane way possible and my friends here are all as busy as i am so we never hang out.
i miss being home like crazy sometimes, but it's not like i can do anything about it. i love augsburg too much to transfer and it would fuck up how close i am to completing my major. so i just gotta deal.
maybe i'll like actually make contact with you guys via that thing called a cell phone.
maybe.
<3
~
things have been.. well, usual for me. ups and downs and crazy emotional rollercoaster rides and meds and class and cheer and math and math and math and sleep.
i'm doing alright, at the moment. the semester started off on the wrong foot. but i am okay. i believe there are only five weeks of class left. which is incredibly bizarre. this semester is flying by.
i probably never told you guys that i am a co-captain for cheer. but yeah, i am. at least just for football. we are going to have try-outs for basketball season. as much as i love it, i need to figure out if i should drop it in order to get more hours at work. basketball season is hectic with multiple games a week, and i've injured myself. oh yeah i kicked my leg up into a heel stretch at the end of a long practice and my hip cracked three times and i think i strained the tendon cause it has been a month and i can't do a whole heck opf a lot with it. finally got into the gen. prac. today so they can send a referral out or whatever. stupid doctors, i should be able to get an appointment without needing to go to a rando doc. but she did give me an inhaler for the next week or so because i have a weird cough. strange.
i am legit going crazy (er, crazier than usual) living with my grandmother. she came into my room one day and MOVED EVERYTHING AROUND. put things in the wrong places, made my bed but put my pillows on the opposite because apparently i sleep the wrong way on MY GODDAMN FUCKING BED. i had the biggest freak out/mental breakdown when i came home to that. and because she's my grandmother, i can't just tell her that if her fucking cunt bitchy-ass self ever touches my stuff again i will literally tweak out and kill her. but not really kill her. i am not that insane.. yet. she moved my dvds, my work apron (took EVERYTHING out of it, i have no fucking clue why that was "wrong" to her), my shoes, my blanket on the couch (i had it like draped over the couch to hide the ugly brown.. she folded it and moved it. again, apparently "wrong" to her). i don't get why she doesn't understand that what she did was the opposite of helpful- i felt completely violated. i have no privacy whatsoever.
don't even get me started on how fucking annoying she is. she says the same goddamned thing every morning when i leave the house. i started leaving earlier so she wouldn't be awake yet. then she figured that out and the next week started waking up earlier. i swear to god..
yeah, i have issues. but she does every single thing that drives me crazy. and she would never understand that, since the last time i tried to tell her how my brain works with depression she told me to find my god and just kept asking how it worked and then didn't get it.
i need to get away. i can't live with an 85 year old stubborn old catholic woman who smokes and sounds like a man and doesn't fucking know how to clean or use a vacuum.
classes are going well though. i like them, which is good.
cheer has been frustrating and fun at the same time. i will sum up the frustrating part by saying this: FRESHMEN. (with attitudes)
okay. what else. uhhhh. hmm..
yeah i think this is good.
i'll be home for like four weeks or something in the winter. (usually it's only like three). or maybe it is three. i don't remember. but i need to see you guys again because you're all crazy in the most sane way possible and my friends here are all as busy as i am so we never hang out.
i miss being home like crazy sometimes, but it's not like i can do anything about it. i love augsburg too much to transfer and it would fuck up how close i am to completing my major. so i just gotta deal.
maybe i'll like actually make contact with you guys via that thing called a cell phone.
maybe.
<3
~