Important Manda-nnouncement!
...my sleep schedule is so fucked up. I hate this. I really hate this. Hate.
Hate. Hate. Hate.
Ugh. So I'm like... failing two classes... okay well not failing. But close to failing. Like... if I don't super rock the finals I'mma get ass raped by the F monster. Just too much stress... I had a panic attack on my last Feedlot Management test out of the blue for no good reason and blanked on all the information and started crying. I think I weirded the teacher out. But it wasn't like... wailing crying. I just couldn't stop my eyeballs from making water. So I just sat there and cried on my test and tried to finish up and then handed in my semi-damp paper.
I just bought my ticket for my trip to Pennsylvania.
...8 weeks. Thats... a really long time. I haven't been away from home for that long since I came back from Florida two years ago... or is it three years ago? No, I think it was two... agh! I can't remember! My brain is mush!
Um... yeeeah... so...
...I guess I'm moving to Pennsylvania in the fall? *waves sheepishly* Hiiii Amy... I uh... meant to call you and break the news in person but we've both been kind of busy... so, uh... surpise??
...I kind of tried to back out of it and Bob was very clear that if I tried to shirk out of it like a weenie he would toss me over his shoulder and kidnap me for my own good. So... looks like I'm going no matter what?
I was kind of worried about moving into his parents house without talking it over with them, so I called Karen and she laughed at me when I told her I didn't want to be a burden. Like... literally laughed at me. And when I brought up the subject of Greg (her husband) both Bob and her were basically like "...his oppinion doesn't count. WE LUV J00~!" and she said something to the effect of "We need another mommy around the house"... but I can't be for sure because there was a child screaming in the phone at the time... but... uh... ahh?
*smirks* Bob also asked me if he could get a hedgehog and I said "No! We's getting a Coatimundi!" and he was like "Well, yeah, but aren't you allergic to hedgehogs? They're in the porcupine family" and I laughed hysterically at him and then explained that its not the quilles I'm allergic to, its the skin oil and dander... like... say if I were allergic to deer, that doesn't mean I'll be allergic to moose. But it was sweet of him to remember and ask and be concerned... then again, it would be kind of shitty if he kidnapped me and then killed me with a hedgehog after going through all the trouble of forcibly aquiring me.
So yeah. Thats the announcement.
On the down side, mum is getting even more sick. Her pancreas is shutting down pretty rapidly. I thought it was a bad time to be moving away, but... as I distance myself from my parents, my father takes up care for my mother. I think they're communicating better than they have in the last 20 years. This July 22nd is their 40th wedding anniversary. I made a special point of being home in time for it with Bob, but so far my mom has been pretty pessimistic about it, saying "Why make plans? I'll just be disappointed again." so I am going to put a gun in my father's mouth and tell him if he fails me in this, he is no longer of any use to me. I'm going to plan a party! I dunno where or what kind yet, but I am going to rock this! Mommy deserves happiness in the form of cake!
Hate. Hate. Hate.
Ugh. So I'm like... failing two classes... okay well not failing. But close to failing. Like... if I don't super rock the finals I'mma get ass raped by the F monster. Just too much stress... I had a panic attack on my last Feedlot Management test out of the blue for no good reason and blanked on all the information and started crying. I think I weirded the teacher out. But it wasn't like... wailing crying. I just couldn't stop my eyeballs from making water. So I just sat there and cried on my test and tried to finish up and then handed in my semi-damp paper.
I just bought my ticket for my trip to Pennsylvania.
...8 weeks. Thats... a really long time. I haven't been away from home for that long since I came back from Florida two years ago... or is it three years ago? No, I think it was two... agh! I can't remember! My brain is mush!
Um... yeeeah... so...
...I guess I'm moving to Pennsylvania in the fall? *waves sheepishly* Hiiii Amy... I uh... meant to call you and break the news in person but we've both been kind of busy... so, uh... surpise??
...I kind of tried to back out of it and Bob was very clear that if I tried to shirk out of it like a weenie he would toss me over his shoulder and kidnap me for my own good. So... looks like I'm going no matter what?
I was kind of worried about moving into his parents house without talking it over with them, so I called Karen and she laughed at me when I told her I didn't want to be a burden. Like... literally laughed at me. And when I brought up the subject of Greg (her husband) both Bob and her were basically like "...his oppinion doesn't count. WE LUV J00~!" and she said something to the effect of "We need another mommy around the house"... but I can't be for sure because there was a child screaming in the phone at the time... but... uh... ahh?
*smirks* Bob also asked me if he could get a hedgehog and I said "No! We's getting a Coatimundi!" and he was like "Well, yeah, but aren't you allergic to hedgehogs? They're in the porcupine family" and I laughed hysterically at him and then explained that its not the quilles I'm allergic to, its the skin oil and dander... like... say if I were allergic to deer, that doesn't mean I'll be allergic to moose. But it was sweet of him to remember and ask and be concerned... then again, it would be kind of shitty if he kidnapped me and then killed me with a hedgehog after going through all the trouble of forcibly aquiring me.
So yeah. Thats the announcement.
On the down side, mum is getting even more sick. Her pancreas is shutting down pretty rapidly. I thought it was a bad time to be moving away, but... as I distance myself from my parents, my father takes up care for my mother. I think they're communicating better than they have in the last 20 years. This July 22nd is their 40th wedding anniversary. I made a special point of being home in time for it with Bob, but so far my mom has been pretty pessimistic about it, saying "Why make plans? I'll just be disappointed again." so I am going to put a gun in my father's mouth and tell him if he fails me in this, he is no longer of any use to me. I'm going to plan a party! I dunno where or what kind yet, but I am going to rock this! Mommy deserves happiness in the form of cake!