A Boring Day
I'm home. I'm bored but relaxed. Went to the nutcracker last night with Ian. That show is simply magical... and I love it. It always makes me all teary. I'm a sap.
I'm having the worst cramps ever. THey usually come in waves, but now they're just continuous. Poop. Do better ovaries, or whatever. Uterus.
Have a few things to do while I"m home. Clean my room because it's a TOTAL disaster... thank you notes to the peoples for chanukah $, try to solidify a job for next semester... and lastly, law school applications. They are the most important, and the most dreaded.
I want to go for walks every day, maybe with Einstein. That'd be nice. I should have fires in the fireplace too...mmmm but mostly playing on the Super Nintendo. Yes, that will rock.
On our ride home on the Shuttle was Brian Yunt, fellow McClinktock high school graduate. He was heading home for a few days for Christmas. Weird seeing him... fun, but boring too. He's the same, lazy, partier, drunk... We reminicesed about stupid high school stories, which was not all the interesting. Kind of made me realize that I'm definitely not sad high school is over.
Parents are already a little annoying-- so I may have to get out of her not too long after their return from their trip. They just always ask me tons of questions. And mom ALWAYS asks the rhetorical question, "do you want to see something" which really means, "I'm going to show you this thing that you will find boring and don't really want to see, but I want to show you because I want to show you everything that you haven't seen since you were last home." Geez, mom. I just don't care about some card some random people sent you for the hoiday season. Maybe I'm being a bitch daughter. But still.
Fucking cramps.
Well, looking forward to post Christmas fun 'n frolic with Ian.
I'm bored, thus this post is boring. Apologies.
I'm having the worst cramps ever. THey usually come in waves, but now they're just continuous. Poop. Do better ovaries, or whatever. Uterus.
Have a few things to do while I"m home. Clean my room because it's a TOTAL disaster... thank you notes to the peoples for chanukah $, try to solidify a job for next semester... and lastly, law school applications. They are the most important, and the most dreaded.
I want to go for walks every day, maybe with Einstein. That'd be nice. I should have fires in the fireplace too...mmmm but mostly playing on the Super Nintendo. Yes, that will rock.
On our ride home on the Shuttle was Brian Yunt, fellow McClinktock high school graduate. He was heading home for a few days for Christmas. Weird seeing him... fun, but boring too. He's the same, lazy, partier, drunk... We reminicesed about stupid high school stories, which was not all the interesting. Kind of made me realize that I'm definitely not sad high school is over.
Parents are already a little annoying-- so I may have to get out of her not too long after their return from their trip. They just always ask me tons of questions. And mom ALWAYS asks the rhetorical question, "do you want to see something" which really means, "I'm going to show you this thing that you will find boring and don't really want to see, but I want to show you because I want to show you everything that you haven't seen since you were last home." Geez, mom. I just don't care about some card some random people sent you for the hoiday season. Maybe I'm being a bitch daughter. But still.
Fucking cramps.
Well, looking forward to post Christmas fun 'n frolic with Ian.
I'm bored, thus this post is boring. Apologies.