"I'll see you all in Hell!"
The past couple of months have been nothing but awful and disappointing. I forget what got the ball rolling, and only now does it look like it's coming to a stop. It seems to always go back to my extreme dislike for WSU and my job. But! My cousin Amanda will finally be out on the floor officially Wednesday and her shift begins and ends just 15 minutes ahead of mine, I have someone to go with on breaks now. I'm hoping that'll count for something. By the way - kids are already writing Santa Claus letters! I keyed several of them tonight. I miss those days! And there's been an upswing in inmate outgoing and incoming mail too.....
Anyway. It'll be....2 weeks Wednesday that I had a hit and run. Yep. I've had such horrible luck with cars this year. After totaling my baby in February, having the Pontiac declared "totaled" because of a bad hailstorm, and then hitting another car. I got sooo scared. The parking spot was tighter than I thought and from the passenger's side door to the tail light, I scraped the left-side of a Nissan's bumper. Really, it's not too bad. Just dented a little and needs a paint job, but that's not a priority right now because who knew getting it painted would cost so fucking much. But anyway. After I got into the spot (yeah, I plowed through until I was in that spot), I sat there for a little bit debating on what to do. I knew what the right thing to do was, but I was totally freaking out. So I backed up and headed out to the boonies to park. Called Whitney, Carly, and texted Amanda and Brie asking what the hell I should do. Whit came and calmed me down after I was done with classes and made me feel better. Went home and that's a whole other story with my dad who flipped a bitch and was bound and determined to have it reported. So mom and I agreed that I just write a nice little note, include our insurance agent's number and name, and leave it on their windshield. I did the next day. Don't know if they've called or not. By now, I'm pretty much over it. Shit happens, you know? I finally started parking in that lot again last Thursday. Figured I was in the clear by then. I did the good deed.
Last week, my great grandma had a stroke and has been in and out of the hospital. Alzheimer's is a possibility. Because of her sudden turn for the worse, my grandparents came in from CO (all on dad's side of family). We were supposed to go out there for Thanksgiving, but now it's looking pretty doubtful. So I'll be going up to Carly and David's if that's the case and spend Thanksgiving with my Mexican in-laws. haha Just kidding. Only David's dad is uber Mexican. Thank god it'll be traditional; the way Carly talks, it sounds like they only eat Mexican food when they go over there.
I'm hoping grandma will be okay and at least make it to Christmas. It would just be so....empty? I guess without her on Christmas Eve.
Okay. Whew. Super angst. Anyway. With my personal life down in the dumps, I haven't really done anything fun in awhile. Or written anything. I'm just counting down the days until finals. December is going to be even shittier. With finals and work - probably start working 8 hour shifts so I'd be there from 6:30pm to 2:30am. Oh boy. Sitting in front of a computer typing numbers for 8 hours. Stimulating. Just gotta keep reminding myself of the fat paycheck it'll be.
May not be moving out until January now; gal I talked to on the phone Friday said they probably wouldn't have anything before then. Fantastic. So now I got to find a place to store the couch I bought. I'm hoping the store will keep it safe, but I don't know. Guess if they don't, it's coming here somehow.
I've got so much shit to do. It's ridiculous. I've still got to finish memorizing a piece of music, work on getting it and another one ready to go for finals week, conduct another time, give a 4 minute lesson on KSHAA, write 2 papers, observe the middle school class 2 more times (going tomorrow for one), need to go to 5 concerts between now and the 10th I believe, and yeah. My head hurts. I'm all over the place; I can't focus. And I have no motivation. I've skipped classes more times this semester than both of my years at Cowley. Bad. It's becoming so hard, getting up at 6:45 and go to class. Especially when the first one is so freaking boring!
I should probably update more often so I won't have such long ass entries when I do...
Edit: I didn't even mention Wicked! Christ. Another time I guess.
Edit 2: "Not to mention Kermit the damn Frog!"
Anyway. It'll be....2 weeks Wednesday that I had a hit and run. Yep. I've had such horrible luck with cars this year. After totaling my baby in February, having the Pontiac declared "totaled" because of a bad hailstorm, and then hitting another car. I got sooo scared. The parking spot was tighter than I thought and from the passenger's side door to the tail light, I scraped the left-side of a Nissan's bumper. Really, it's not too bad. Just dented a little and needs a paint job, but that's not a priority right now because who knew getting it painted would cost so fucking much. But anyway. After I got into the spot (yeah, I plowed through until I was in that spot), I sat there for a little bit debating on what to do. I knew what the right thing to do was, but I was totally freaking out. So I backed up and headed out to the boonies to park. Called Whitney, Carly, and texted Amanda and Brie asking what the hell I should do. Whit came and calmed me down after I was done with classes and made me feel better. Went home and that's a whole other story with my dad who flipped a bitch and was bound and determined to have it reported. So mom and I agreed that I just write a nice little note, include our insurance agent's number and name, and leave it on their windshield. I did the next day. Don't know if they've called or not. By now, I'm pretty much over it. Shit happens, you know? I finally started parking in that lot again last Thursday. Figured I was in the clear by then. I did the good deed.
Last week, my great grandma had a stroke and has been in and out of the hospital. Alzheimer's is a possibility. Because of her sudden turn for the worse, my grandparents came in from CO (all on dad's side of family). We were supposed to go out there for Thanksgiving, but now it's looking pretty doubtful. So I'll be going up to Carly and David's if that's the case and spend Thanksgiving with my Mexican in-laws. haha Just kidding. Only David's dad is uber Mexican. Thank god it'll be traditional; the way Carly talks, it sounds like they only eat Mexican food when they go over there.
I'm hoping grandma will be okay and at least make it to Christmas. It would just be so....empty? I guess without her on Christmas Eve.
Okay. Whew. Super angst. Anyway. With my personal life down in the dumps, I haven't really done anything fun in awhile. Or written anything. I'm just counting down the days until finals. December is going to be even shittier. With finals and work - probably start working 8 hour shifts so I'd be there from 6:30pm to 2:30am. Oh boy. Sitting in front of a computer typing numbers for 8 hours. Stimulating. Just gotta keep reminding myself of the fat paycheck it'll be.
May not be moving out until January now; gal I talked to on the phone Friday said they probably wouldn't have anything before then. Fantastic. So now I got to find a place to store the couch I bought. I'm hoping the store will keep it safe, but I don't know. Guess if they don't, it's coming here somehow.
I've got so much shit to do. It's ridiculous. I've still got to finish memorizing a piece of music, work on getting it and another one ready to go for finals week, conduct another time, give a 4 minute lesson on KSHAA, write 2 papers, observe the middle school class 2 more times (going tomorrow for one), need to go to 5 concerts between now and the 10th I believe, and yeah. My head hurts. I'm all over the place; I can't focus. And I have no motivation. I've skipped classes more times this semester than both of my years at Cowley. Bad. It's becoming so hard, getting up at 6:45 and go to class. Especially when the first one is so freaking boring!
I should probably update more often so I won't have such long ass entries when I do...
Edit: I didn't even mention Wicked! Christ. Another time I guess.
Edit 2: "Not to mention Kermit the damn Frog!"