new place
so i now have internet at my new place with dylan on ocean. it really hasn't been what we expected it to be. i was having a hard time with it at first, i still do sometimes, just because i am not used to sharing all my space with someone like dylan, and by that i mean like a boyfriend figure. though we are similar in a lot of ways we are also pretty different so i have been getting frustrated lately with a lot of little things with him. i think it is ok though, i think it's just me adjusting to this new situation. we finally got all the boxes put away though, so when you come in the door it sort of looks like a home now, with all our dorky paintings up, haha. he is going to be very busy this summer with school, so that might be hard on me because at least until he gets his cast off i don't want to apply for a part time job, because i need to be able to pick him up and drop him off at class since i convinced him to move over right away, so that i wouldn't have to be all alone here.
i've gotten really frustrated also with the fact that i have had to do everything myself. i mean, my mom came up to help me move but she had a migraine so she couldn't really do much without having to worry about making herself sick. i mean, i was impressed with myself to a point, you know, it was like "whoa i am sooo strong and pretty badass" but after a certain point, it became more like "godammit i am the only one doing hard work here, this sucks. i just want to sit down and relax." i mean, and i have to say this because it is what i am most impressed about, i hauled my bed up the stairs all by my one-sy. granted, it is a twin, but it was still heavy. dylan had a couple of things that were even heavier, but that was just annoying. i mean, if i am going to be carrying everything he should be a little considerate in packing and not put all his books in one humongous box, or all his clothes into one giant duffel bag. so that is that. i've told him that he will need to ask some of his lacrosse friends to help him move the rest of his stuff, like his queen size futon (yikes.). i think he just feels bad asking them to help because he really can't do any of the moving himself. i am totally pooped though. i mean, i was pooped before we moved. this broken leg thing is really tiring for me. i can't wait for him to be fully recovered, i just hope it doesn't take a long time. i mean, i would like it if he would do more to make up for everything that i am doing for him. like wash the dishes or something. i dunno, right now i feel like i am doing more.
it is funny, because at our new house, we only have the dvd player, not a vcr, so of course all i feel like watching are the movies that i still have only on vhs :(. haha. oh yeah, i had the first day of my internship today. it was ok, very boring, but my boss says it won't be like that all the time. basically today and tomorrow all i am doing is cleaning and organizing her office for her. she says after that i can sit in on meetings between patients and doctors - which seems awkward, i mean, privacy policy?? - anyway, hopefully it is interesting. i am thinking i should have gotten into something that would be more clinical-ish. it just makes me nervous because i feel like i would rather just start the classes and not do the gritty work to "get experience". i mean, i feel like that is a bad sign. there are a lot of cute babies and kids that come into the clinic, and i am always just wanting to go play with them, or make silly faces at the babies, hehe. but instead i just sit in a cramped office going through five years of complaint files and trying to figure what would be the best way to reorganize everything. anyone who knows me knows how much i love to organize and clean. but at this place, it is soooo much, and i mean sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much, that i am just like O.o. i have no idea what a lot of these forms mean, which copies need to be saved or what is a good way to organize medical stuff. i feel totally lost. all the people who work there are really nice though. its too bad i cant wear jeans, i look so frumpy and middle aged when i have to wear "Slacks" hehe.
so what else is happening. yeah. just the apartment and living with dylan is the main thing right now. he really needs to go see an allergist, he is always sniffling and having gargantuan sneezes which are loud and scary. i feel bad for saying so, but it is really annoying to have someone around who is always sniffling/sneezing/blowing their nose :(. especially on top of the broken leg. i feel like dylan is more wimpy when he's sick or has allergies than i am. i mean, he whines/complains a lot hahaha, and i am just like "yeah you're sick, get over it," i mean, it's not that i don't care it's just that with the whining complaining it is 24/7, or for as long as the discomfort lasts. it's like instead of saying "gosh, my allergies are crazy today" saying "uuuuuuuugh god!!!! i hate my f-ing allergies!! i am going to diiiiiiie!" so you know. i dunno, i think someone must be able to agree with me on this...
the kitty has been pretty well behaved at our new place, she like to try and climb through the blinds, and climb dressers and nightstands and actually knocked my nightstand over the other day, but aside from that. it is very exciting to have cable and internet. the worst thing about living here is definitely the parking. i mean, there is only one driveway for entry/exit, but the lot is probably only the size of one of the apartments to begin with, and someone is always parking in someone else's spot so we often end up getting blocked in, or just having a hell of a time getting out, especially with ocean being such a busy street. we also seem to share a waterline with the laundry room downstairs, and someone is always doing laundry, so our water pressure SUCKS. well, i think that is about everything. oh wait, no...
our chancellor committed suicide. it just seems so unreal and weird to me. i mean, stupid as it sounds, i figured she couldn't be unhappy with all the money she had and with her gf. the san jose newspaper had a really good article on it, i didn't know she was so smart and active in science. she had 3 degrees from MIT! and was very into pushing for women to be equally involved in science. so i don't know why she did it. the newspaper said that probably all the negative feedback from university students and other people was starting to get to her. even though she was bad with money and spending at the UC, i was still sad that she died. :( i feel bad for her gf too. now that is the end.
i've gotten really frustrated also with the fact that i have had to do everything myself. i mean, my mom came up to help me move but she had a migraine so she couldn't really do much without having to worry about making herself sick. i mean, i was impressed with myself to a point, you know, it was like "whoa i am sooo strong and pretty badass" but after a certain point, it became more like "godammit i am the only one doing hard work here, this sucks. i just want to sit down and relax." i mean, and i have to say this because it is what i am most impressed about, i hauled my bed up the stairs all by my one-sy. granted, it is a twin, but it was still heavy. dylan had a couple of things that were even heavier, but that was just annoying. i mean, if i am going to be carrying everything he should be a little considerate in packing and not put all his books in one humongous box, or all his clothes into one giant duffel bag. so that is that. i've told him that he will need to ask some of his lacrosse friends to help him move the rest of his stuff, like his queen size futon (yikes.). i think he just feels bad asking them to help because he really can't do any of the moving himself. i am totally pooped though. i mean, i was pooped before we moved. this broken leg thing is really tiring for me. i can't wait for him to be fully recovered, i just hope it doesn't take a long time. i mean, i would like it if he would do more to make up for everything that i am doing for him. like wash the dishes or something. i dunno, right now i feel like i am doing more.
it is funny, because at our new house, we only have the dvd player, not a vcr, so of course all i feel like watching are the movies that i still have only on vhs :(. haha. oh yeah, i had the first day of my internship today. it was ok, very boring, but my boss says it won't be like that all the time. basically today and tomorrow all i am doing is cleaning and organizing her office for her. she says after that i can sit in on meetings between patients and doctors - which seems awkward, i mean, privacy policy?? - anyway, hopefully it is interesting. i am thinking i should have gotten into something that would be more clinical-ish. it just makes me nervous because i feel like i would rather just start the classes and not do the gritty work to "get experience". i mean, i feel like that is a bad sign. there are a lot of cute babies and kids that come into the clinic, and i am always just wanting to go play with them, or make silly faces at the babies, hehe. but instead i just sit in a cramped office going through five years of complaint files and trying to figure what would be the best way to reorganize everything. anyone who knows me knows how much i love to organize and clean. but at this place, it is soooo much, and i mean sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much, that i am just like O.o. i have no idea what a lot of these forms mean, which copies need to be saved or what is a good way to organize medical stuff. i feel totally lost. all the people who work there are really nice though. its too bad i cant wear jeans, i look so frumpy and middle aged when i have to wear "Slacks" hehe.
so what else is happening. yeah. just the apartment and living with dylan is the main thing right now. he really needs to go see an allergist, he is always sniffling and having gargantuan sneezes which are loud and scary. i feel bad for saying so, but it is really annoying to have someone around who is always sniffling/sneezing/blowing their nose :(. especially on top of the broken leg. i feel like dylan is more wimpy when he's sick or has allergies than i am. i mean, he whines/complains a lot hahaha, and i am just like "yeah you're sick, get over it," i mean, it's not that i don't care it's just that with the whining complaining it is 24/7, or for as long as the discomfort lasts. it's like instead of saying "gosh, my allergies are crazy today" saying "uuuuuuuugh god!!!! i hate my f-ing allergies!! i am going to diiiiiiie!" so you know. i dunno, i think someone must be able to agree with me on this...
the kitty has been pretty well behaved at our new place, she like to try and climb through the blinds, and climb dressers and nightstands and actually knocked my nightstand over the other day, but aside from that. it is very exciting to have cable and internet. the worst thing about living here is definitely the parking. i mean, there is only one driveway for entry/exit, but the lot is probably only the size of one of the apartments to begin with, and someone is always parking in someone else's spot so we often end up getting blocked in, or just having a hell of a time getting out, especially with ocean being such a busy street. we also seem to share a waterline with the laundry room downstairs, and someone is always doing laundry, so our water pressure SUCKS. well, i think that is about everything. oh wait, no...
our chancellor committed suicide. it just seems so unreal and weird to me. i mean, stupid as it sounds, i figured she couldn't be unhappy with all the money she had and with her gf. the san jose newspaper had a really good article on it, i didn't know she was so smart and active in science. she had 3 degrees from MIT! and was very into pushing for women to be equally involved in science. so i don't know why she did it. the newspaper said that probably all the negative feedback from university students and other people was starting to get to her. even though she was bad with money and spending at the UC, i was still sad that she died. :( i feel bad for her gf too. now that is the end.