shitty shitty shitty
referring to how i feel about a) this past week, b) the coming weekend, and c) well whatever is left.
so i think there's a pretty good chance this weekend is going to play out similar to the christmas break fiasco, with lots of lectures and my being hurt/annoyed/disgruntled/devastated/overall displeased and feeling shitty (amazing how the motif reappears... more often than they do in my damn neurons. and about... one person actually understands what i'm alluding to so time to end this sidenote).
the car is being fixed, much to the chagrin of my insurance company and well, me. two weeks sans car means walking to work and bumming rides off elan who i barely even know and consequently feel like a horrid, shitty roommate for "using."
for some reason the ring finger on my right hand is sore and feels out of place. like my ring fingers bend kind of weird thanks to my double jointedness, but it's feeling especially off and i'm afraid i'm going to like get it locked in the wrong bend... how marvelous (ly shitty).
the car accident has given me a chance to talk to people some though b/c i guess now that i have something to talk about there's a reason to call me. way excited about CHI w/my wusi and seeing her for the first time since MY birthday, along with g. i had made plans to drive and see leslie but i don't know if my parents are going to go for that once i get my car back. mikey called me and i somehow ended up talking to his friend which was awkward. and i talked to brandon and wished him luck on his bike ride... i gave $15 to see him suffer and suffer he better :P and dee just emailed me to tell me she'd actually been in an accident a couple months ago (i can't believe she didn't mention it earlier!), gotta love the snow lab. so it's been a nice home connection b/c i reallllly do miss the good ol' ky at the moment. speaking of ky, i miss the swelgels too. i realized it was my first real bond with people at duke who were older than me, and the fact that they're gone now just pounds in the fact that this is what next year is going to be like, people leaving and going to places i'll probably never go. as long as the now-former seniors were still around, then i didn't have to accept that i'm going to graduate someday. but now they've gone and it's one of those "well i'll probably never see them all again ever" which we all know i don't deal well with. at least with the seniors in high school we knew we would see them since they would come home... and i get all the news anyway from lez. i seriously can't handle this growing up thing. i think my fear of death is starting to creep up on me again. sh to the itty.
anyhow, ending off on my retarded moment of the past 24 hours... marc mentioned yesterday that his doctor's office was "terribly organized" and naturally i took that to mean uber-organized rather than what any normal person would translate as disorganized. so right now my thoughts and life are "terribly organized (the normal person's interpretation) as you can tell by this disjointed entry. expect an update either this weekend when i'm crying or post memorial day weekend so i can recount the adventures of the three female asian class-of-2002 mstcers gone legal.
so i think there's a pretty good chance this weekend is going to play out similar to the christmas break fiasco, with lots of lectures and my being hurt/annoyed/disgruntled/devastated/overall displeased and feeling shitty (amazing how the motif reappears... more often than they do in my damn neurons. and about... one person actually understands what i'm alluding to so time to end this sidenote).
the car is being fixed, much to the chagrin of my insurance company and well, me. two weeks sans car means walking to work and bumming rides off elan who i barely even know and consequently feel like a horrid, shitty roommate for "using."
for some reason the ring finger on my right hand is sore and feels out of place. like my ring fingers bend kind of weird thanks to my double jointedness, but it's feeling especially off and i'm afraid i'm going to like get it locked in the wrong bend... how marvelous (ly shitty).
the car accident has given me a chance to talk to people some though b/c i guess now that i have something to talk about there's a reason to call me. way excited about CHI w/my wusi and seeing her for the first time since MY birthday, along with g. i had made plans to drive and see leslie but i don't know if my parents are going to go for that once i get my car back. mikey called me and i somehow ended up talking to his friend which was awkward. and i talked to brandon and wished him luck on his bike ride... i gave $15 to see him suffer and suffer he better :P and dee just emailed me to tell me she'd actually been in an accident a couple months ago (i can't believe she didn't mention it earlier!), gotta love the snow lab. so it's been a nice home connection b/c i reallllly do miss the good ol' ky at the moment. speaking of ky, i miss the swelgels too. i realized it was my first real bond with people at duke who were older than me, and the fact that they're gone now just pounds in the fact that this is what next year is going to be like, people leaving and going to places i'll probably never go. as long as the now-former seniors were still around, then i didn't have to accept that i'm going to graduate someday. but now they've gone and it's one of those "well i'll probably never see them all again ever" which we all know i don't deal well with. at least with the seniors in high school we knew we would see them since they would come home... and i get all the news anyway from lez. i seriously can't handle this growing up thing. i think my fear of death is starting to creep up on me again. sh to the itty.
anyhow, ending off on my retarded moment of the past 24 hours... marc mentioned yesterday that his doctor's office was "terribly organized" and naturally i took that to mean uber-organized rather than what any normal person would translate as disorganized. so right now my thoughts and life are "terribly organized (the normal person's interpretation) as you can tell by this disjointed entry. expect an update either this weekend when i'm crying or post memorial day weekend so i can recount the adventures of the three female asian class-of-2002 mstcers gone legal.