I still have to make this public because if I hit friends only it doesn't show up 4 u
I am making an effort to be social and somewhat to make new friends. Earlier in the week I met Chrissy for lunch even though I could have just gone home (which I wanted to) but I went and chatted to this Erin girl and some other one I didn't catch her name. I went for lunch with Nolan. He's very cool and his girlfriend is studying nursing. I am trying to joke with people and laugh. I hate that I go see my psychiatrist on days I am doing ok. I wish I saw her on my total shit days. I am trying to get better and then I have moments like last night where I just weep for no fucking reason. Then I realize it's because it's PMS and I would be like this even if I wasn't depressed. *sigh* I miss Crystal she moved to Red Deer Monday.
Midterms next week...it's hard to care.
Yesterday this girl spilled coffee in my backpack. Yes I said IN. She reached over to grab some paint in art so it was an accident. She asks if I'm okay because she must have been worried she burnt me. I said no you just spilled coffee inside my backpack! Then she goes, "Should I get some paper towel? And I said YES! I wanted to say "YA THINK?" Anyway it got on my Stanley book...this fabulous kids book called Bird-Bonker Stanley. And on my Rainbow Brite book. But to be fair it was just the bit that came out of the lid and not the whole cup and I grabbed it out as soon as I could. I would have rathered it got on all my notebooks though..I can re-write notes afterall. Then the girl who's coffee it was comes back and I tell her she may want to wipe off the lid of her cup because it just went in my backpack and her coffee may taste funky. To which she says,"It's not coffee it's chai tea." And I say whatever it was just spilled in my backpack. Some people need to have their asses kicked. Anyway it just made me think my life is just coffee/ chai tea being spilled into my backpack and me trying to get it out over and over.
This weekend Colin and I are staying in the Roman room at the Fantasyland hotel. That's in the giant West Edmonton Mall here. I think it'll be fun. http://www.fantasylandhotel.com/rooms/roman.asp
Midterms next week...it's hard to care.
Yesterday this girl spilled coffee in my backpack. Yes I said IN. She reached over to grab some paint in art so it was an accident. She asks if I'm okay because she must have been worried she burnt me. I said no you just spilled coffee inside my backpack! Then she goes, "Should I get some paper towel? And I said YES! I wanted to say "YA THINK?" Anyway it got on my Stanley book...this fabulous kids book called Bird-Bonker Stanley. And on my Rainbow Brite book. But to be fair it was just the bit that came out of the lid and not the whole cup and I grabbed it out as soon as I could. I would have rathered it got on all my notebooks though..I can re-write notes afterall. Then the girl who's coffee it was comes back and I tell her she may want to wipe off the lid of her cup because it just went in my backpack and her coffee may taste funky. To which she says,"It's not coffee it's chai tea." And I say whatever it was just spilled in my backpack. Some people need to have their asses kicked. Anyway it just made me think my life is just coffee/ chai tea being spilled into my backpack and me trying to get it out over and over.
This weekend Colin and I are staying in the Roman room at the Fantasyland hotel. That's in the giant West Edmonton Mall here. I think it'll be fun. http://www.fantasylandhotel.com/rooms/roman.asp