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It seems about time for an update. his semester is over mut I will be here for winter term and choir rehearsals and church and audition days and choir festivals, so really I will have no break at all. I guess that's the way I like it though. I like being busy, down time makes me uncomfortable. Maybe this will force me to practice piano and such. We shall see. So this week was crazy. I got sick on monday but I refused to see the doctor because I was afraid he was going to tell me I couldn't sing for my juries which would mean I couldn't sing in opera scenes. I have worked so hard on that freakin scene, there was no way someone was going to tell me I wasn;t going to do it. But friday I woke up and realized that there was no way I was going to be able to sing, so I went to the doctors and got the note and a perscription for the Z-Pack. When I gave it to the head of the department she told me that I could sing in opera scenes if I got well enough. Well, I didn't really get well enough, but I sang anyways. It went fine. Not as good as it could have, but suprisingly well for how sick I was. My mom and dad and sister came to see me which was good.
SO my sister is engaged. I knew it was going to happen soon. I mean, they have been together for over 6 years, it just makes me sad for some reason. Well, for a lot of reasons I guess. To many to go through right now. I get to be the maid of honor. Which seems cool, its a lot of responcibility but I am looking forward to it. I won't tell Julie any of this of course. All she needs to know is that I am happy for her and I can deal with the rest on my own.
I have been crying a lot lately and its getting kind of old. I was supposed to go home tonight. I was sitting on the floor seperating what I wanted to pack and what was staying here and my body started to ache, so I layed down right there on the floor and cried. So I called everyone and let them know I wasn't going to be coming home, cried when I called my mom, cried when I called Michael, cried when Audrey came into my room to make sure I was ok. The whole time I couldn't give anyone an explaination. I would blame it on PMS but its the wrong time of the month for that. Oh well, it will work iself out. It always does.
Gram is doing ok. Not good but not as bad as she could be I guess. SHe is eally upset about losing her hair. She can't even look at the wig she bought, nevermind wear it. She refuses to wash or comb the hair that she has left. She wants to hang onto it for as long as she can. I think its silly that she spends unbelievable amounts of money on a wig and won't wear it. Oh well, maybe someday I will understand. I am looking forward to seeing her and playing cribbage with he, and just talking with her like the last time I was there. I love that women so much.
Of course no exciting boy news, I can't figure out how to trust yet. There was a possibility, but I kind of have a history with this fella and he kind of screwed me over twice. Last time I even joked about it and said third time's a charm, but I can't imagine humiliating myself again. For inquiring minds its NOT Steve. I have a history of picking liers and cheaters.... or just plain dumb boys. People have asked me why I won't date this fella and go on about what a cutie he is and such, but thats how it all starts. I like someone and everyone tells me how great they are and I fall for it and get a swift slap in the face. So maybe I need to go for the ones that everyone thinks is an ass hole. Ok enough of this self pity crap. Off I go. Till next time....
SO my sister is engaged. I knew it was going to happen soon. I mean, they have been together for over 6 years, it just makes me sad for some reason. Well, for a lot of reasons I guess. To many to go through right now. I get to be the maid of honor. Which seems cool, its a lot of responcibility but I am looking forward to it. I won't tell Julie any of this of course. All she needs to know is that I am happy for her and I can deal with the rest on my own.
I have been crying a lot lately and its getting kind of old. I was supposed to go home tonight. I was sitting on the floor seperating what I wanted to pack and what was staying here and my body started to ache, so I layed down right there on the floor and cried. So I called everyone and let them know I wasn't going to be coming home, cried when I called my mom, cried when I called Michael, cried when Audrey came into my room to make sure I was ok. The whole time I couldn't give anyone an explaination. I would blame it on PMS but its the wrong time of the month for that. Oh well, it will work iself out. It always does.
Gram is doing ok. Not good but not as bad as she could be I guess. SHe is eally upset about losing her hair. She can't even look at the wig she bought, nevermind wear it. She refuses to wash or comb the hair that she has left. She wants to hang onto it for as long as she can. I think its silly that she spends unbelievable amounts of money on a wig and won't wear it. Oh well, maybe someday I will understand. I am looking forward to seeing her and playing cribbage with he, and just talking with her like the last time I was there. I love that women so much.
Of course no exciting boy news, I can't figure out how to trust yet. There was a possibility, but I kind of have a history with this fella and he kind of screwed me over twice. Last time I even joked about it and said third time's a charm, but I can't imagine humiliating myself again. For inquiring minds its NOT Steve. I have a history of picking liers and cheaters.... or just plain dumb boys. People have asked me why I won't date this fella and go on about what a cutie he is and such, but thats how it all starts. I like someone and everyone tells me how great they are and I fall for it and get a swift slap in the face. So maybe I need to go for the ones that everyone thinks is an ass hole. Ok enough of this self pity crap. Off I go. Till next time....