It's 4:30 am, I must be lone-lay...
Well, still nothing wild and crazy to report. Took another math exam, did better this time, but not insanely better. I talked to my teacher and explained my situation so I think she's going to hook me up. She made a note of it in her gradebook and said she'd see what she could do, or something to that effect. She's going to help me a ton. Not that I'm going to slack (any more than I already do) but still, that is awesome.
Nothing much else is happening. I sleep a lot, and when I wake up think about how bored I really am.
I had a pretty fun week at home though, I got to hang out with all of my good friends and have fun. On Monday, well, let's just say that it was one of the funniest nights ever. On Tuesday Maria and I hung out and after our usual hours of chatting and laughing, we were driving around listening to the new Matchbox Twenty CD - it's kind of a tradition for us to buy them together, listen to it, and then reconvene and say which song is our favorite. Last time we had the same favorite, I think we might this time too. It's been 2.5 years since a new album from them, so we were very excited. Anyway we're cruising around and suddenly this huge, green and blue lighted Winnebago is landing really fast and then it just disappears into this little subdivision. We were like "OMG, we just saw a UFO!" and being the idiots we are had to zoom into the subdivision and try to find it. I called Derek who was working at the ANG base and he said it was a jet refueler that just landed. We were pretty disappointed. I'm honestly not that stupid, I just didn't think Selfridge's air strip went out to 21 and Gratiot. Silly me.
Yesterday I helped Adrianne jump her car battery so she could go get a new one. I felt bad for her, I know how much it sucks to have your car not work - I drove a 91 Ford Ranger for 3 years, I feel the pain!! And John and I went to sign our leases for next year. I already love the Village, they're sending us all $500 just for signing the lease and for filling an apartment. I hope we get the money by Christmas, otherwise everyone's getting a stupid poem that I'll pretend to write or something. ;) Of course they needed a security deposit, which sucks because there went half of my life savings, so rent will once again be a struggle this month. I can't believe how broke I really am. I need to get a second job or maybe a new one all together, the one I have is OK if I weren't working for my livelihood. If I were say, in school, and not needing to pay rent and a million other things, it would be some pretty good money. Who knows. Maybe I'll stick it out, I only have to make rent one more time, and then I can get a cooler one next semester. Or God forbid I just stay at a job for more than 3 minutes before getting bored and quitting. I really think I have ADD sometimes, even things that I'm really interested in and like doing keep me occupied for a couple minutes and then I'm done. Jobs, people, TV shows, songs I like, reading a book... I can't sit still. I never used to be like that (OK, that's a lie, we're talking about a girl who's on her 13th job in 6 years) but it's irritating.
Speaking of irritating, does anyone have a time machine so I could go back and fix one of those moment of weakness, younger mistakes? Blech. Why can't I think of the repercussions of something before letting them happen. Add a notch to my "I'm disappointed in myself" list. Why are some people a: Relentless, b: Say one thing to you and another to someone else, c: Quasi-liars, and d: Obsessive? I just don't know what to do anymore.
Trish emailed me today and said that Ryan's friend Gary at Kettering was "asking about me again" because she said I made quite an impression on him. Well hellz bellz! I guess I still got it. ;) I want to go there to party again, I had a great time, and I miss Trish so bad!! I don't email her 6 page emails anymore because I don't have an office job where I get bored, so we don't seem to chat as often. :(
My mom's getting married in a week and a few days, my dad is moving into his new house in BFE the day before that, and I have to come up with a toast for the wedding. I have NO damn clue what to say. I want to be cute, witty, and make everyone laugh, but how do you toast your own mother? I hope I figure it out.
My dad and I have been getting along a lot better lately, even though today I had to drag it out of him about his wedding date being the same as his and my mom's. I told him how I felt about it in a calm way, and then said well, whatever, it's your life, not mine, I have no room to say anything. And he was surprised by that. Hell, I was too, usually I'm one feisty mofo always ready to argue.
So this is the most uninteresting journal ever, and I don't even know why I'm up, I really need to go to bed and do stuff in the morning for my other class. Sigh. I am so whacked out when it comes to sleeping.
Just a random thought... Have you ever wondered what it would be like to just say fuck it, and follow your heart, no matter what the consequences may be? "I think that whatever happens will be tender and true, even if it feels like a bee sting." But what if you know that it will actually be like a wasp sting and you're allergic to wasps? Blah. C'est la vie, I guess.
Nothing much else is happening. I sleep a lot, and when I wake up think about how bored I really am.
I had a pretty fun week at home though, I got to hang out with all of my good friends and have fun. On Monday, well, let's just say that it was one of the funniest nights ever. On Tuesday Maria and I hung out and after our usual hours of chatting and laughing, we were driving around listening to the new Matchbox Twenty CD - it's kind of a tradition for us to buy them together, listen to it, and then reconvene and say which song is our favorite. Last time we had the same favorite, I think we might this time too. It's been 2.5 years since a new album from them, so we were very excited. Anyway we're cruising around and suddenly this huge, green and blue lighted Winnebago is landing really fast and then it just disappears into this little subdivision. We were like "OMG, we just saw a UFO!" and being the idiots we are had to zoom into the subdivision and try to find it. I called Derek who was working at the ANG base and he said it was a jet refueler that just landed. We were pretty disappointed. I'm honestly not that stupid, I just didn't think Selfridge's air strip went out to 21 and Gratiot. Silly me.
Yesterday I helped Adrianne jump her car battery so she could go get a new one. I felt bad for her, I know how much it sucks to have your car not work - I drove a 91 Ford Ranger for 3 years, I feel the pain!! And John and I went to sign our leases for next year. I already love the Village, they're sending us all $500 just for signing the lease and for filling an apartment. I hope we get the money by Christmas, otherwise everyone's getting a stupid poem that I'll pretend to write or something. ;) Of course they needed a security deposit, which sucks because there went half of my life savings, so rent will once again be a struggle this month. I can't believe how broke I really am. I need to get a second job or maybe a new one all together, the one I have is OK if I weren't working for my livelihood. If I were say, in school, and not needing to pay rent and a million other things, it would be some pretty good money. Who knows. Maybe I'll stick it out, I only have to make rent one more time, and then I can get a cooler one next semester. Or God forbid I just stay at a job for more than 3 minutes before getting bored and quitting. I really think I have ADD sometimes, even things that I'm really interested in and like doing keep me occupied for a couple minutes and then I'm done. Jobs, people, TV shows, songs I like, reading a book... I can't sit still. I never used to be like that (OK, that's a lie, we're talking about a girl who's on her 13th job in 6 years) but it's irritating.
Speaking of irritating, does anyone have a time machine so I could go back and fix one of those moment of weakness, younger mistakes? Blech. Why can't I think of the repercussions of something before letting them happen. Add a notch to my "I'm disappointed in myself" list. Why are some people a: Relentless, b: Say one thing to you and another to someone else, c: Quasi-liars, and d: Obsessive? I just don't know what to do anymore.
Trish emailed me today and said that Ryan's friend Gary at Kettering was "asking about me again" because she said I made quite an impression on him. Well hellz bellz! I guess I still got it. ;) I want to go there to party again, I had a great time, and I miss Trish so bad!! I don't email her 6 page emails anymore because I don't have an office job where I get bored, so we don't seem to chat as often. :(
My mom's getting married in a week and a few days, my dad is moving into his new house in BFE the day before that, and I have to come up with a toast for the wedding. I have NO damn clue what to say. I want to be cute, witty, and make everyone laugh, but how do you toast your own mother? I hope I figure it out.
My dad and I have been getting along a lot better lately, even though today I had to drag it out of him about his wedding date being the same as his and my mom's. I told him how I felt about it in a calm way, and then said well, whatever, it's your life, not mine, I have no room to say anything. And he was surprised by that. Hell, I was too, usually I'm one feisty mofo always ready to argue.
So this is the most uninteresting journal ever, and I don't even know why I'm up, I really need to go to bed and do stuff in the morning for my other class. Sigh. I am so whacked out when it comes to sleeping.
Just a random thought... Have you ever wondered what it would be like to just say fuck it, and follow your heart, no matter what the consequences may be? "I think that whatever happens will be tender and true, even if it feels like a bee sting." But what if you know that it will actually be like a wasp sting and you're allergic to wasps? Blah. C'est la vie, I guess.