The sun, she rises again!
Heh, finished working on papers/reading for the week. Spent a good chunk of the midday crashed out, since I know it's quiet during the night here, thank christ. Got class for a few, then random stuff with random people. Yay me.
Mayhaps you expect a rant here, but shit, it's been such a wierd week I don't know where to start. I also highly expect the weekend will be worse. More shit with the family, if I seem extremely frazzled and low on paitence come saturday/sunday, don't be too suprised. The main reason I'm going back home is to take care of job hunting, since apparently it's not fucking possible for OSU and WCNET mail servers to properly communicate. Then, dealing with rents. "well, are you graduating?" FOR THE MILLIONTH FUCKING TIME, NOT THIS YEAR! I swear, I'd get better retention explaining quantumm physics to a first grader. There may be a glimmer of hope, since Peg will be in town, and that woman can stare down a charging grizzley bear, and it'd stop and say "sorry, didn't mean to upset you, ma'am"
Sometimes I wonder how abnormal it is that the person I get along with best in my family is my 56 year old aunt. Prolly since we could both easily define the words "lived a fucked up life" I don't want to get into it, but she, even though she's three decades older than I, see things in a very simmilar perspective. We've both seen tradgedy, joy, things that shake, and affirm what little faith we have in humanity. Yet somehow we're both sane, possibly because of each other, since she's the one I go to when I'm completely broken, and she knows if she ever needs something, I WILL drop everything to help her, even if it required breaking many laws. This is true for all the people I genuinely consider family, even if it's not by blood or marriage.
Get her, me, madre and padre in a room, and hopefully this will get sorted out, even if I have to work my ass off the entire summer, doing 70 hour weeks to pay for the upcoming quarters. I schedule today, whooptie shit. Like I said, don't be really suprised if I'm almost down to my last string of remaining sanity this weekend.
Mayhaps you expect a rant here, but shit, it's been such a wierd week I don't know where to start. I also highly expect the weekend will be worse. More shit with the family, if I seem extremely frazzled and low on paitence come saturday/sunday, don't be too suprised. The main reason I'm going back home is to take care of job hunting, since apparently it's not fucking possible for OSU and WCNET mail servers to properly communicate. Then, dealing with rents. "well, are you graduating?" FOR THE MILLIONTH FUCKING TIME, NOT THIS YEAR! I swear, I'd get better retention explaining quantumm physics to a first grader. There may be a glimmer of hope, since Peg will be in town, and that woman can stare down a charging grizzley bear, and it'd stop and say "sorry, didn't mean to upset you, ma'am"
Sometimes I wonder how abnormal it is that the person I get along with best in my family is my 56 year old aunt. Prolly since we could both easily define the words "lived a fucked up life" I don't want to get into it, but she, even though she's three decades older than I, see things in a very simmilar perspective. We've both seen tradgedy, joy, things that shake, and affirm what little faith we have in humanity. Yet somehow we're both sane, possibly because of each other, since she's the one I go to when I'm completely broken, and she knows if she ever needs something, I WILL drop everything to help her, even if it required breaking many laws. This is true for all the people I genuinely consider family, even if it's not by blood or marriage.
Get her, me, madre and padre in a room, and hopefully this will get sorted out, even if I have to work my ass off the entire summer, doing 70 hour weeks to pay for the upcoming quarters. I schedule today, whooptie shit. Like I said, don't be really suprised if I'm almost down to my last string of remaining sanity this weekend.