So, after finally finding out that my mommy really didn't hate my short hair, I'm in conflict again. I like the short. Easy care, quick dry. Not the easiest for highly formal occassions, but hey, I have more day to day than formal. Growing it out's a giant pain though. Hmmmm. . . . . .
Short or long, what do you think?
Monday, May 31, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
never looked at it like that . . .
from ruminations.com, "1773: We throw the Britains' tea in the ocean... 2010: British (Petroleum) throws our oil in the ocean... Freakin' Brits hold a grudge..."
Jumble
So it's been a while since I updated. I've wanted to, I've just not wanted to. (yeah.) So . . . graduated. Drama. Went home. Mostly slept and ate. Came back. Been trying to be motivated to study.
Graduation. So my dad had to do his inevitable drama queen act the day of graduation. Forget that I showed him where to park the night before, we said where to park numerous times, and then they had it on the radio thing where to park. That morning he was a total blithering idiot. Okay, it wouldn't really matter where we parked except that he won't bother to get off his ass and can't walk more than 20 feet without being too tired. I mean, he was in better shape three weeks after his bypass surgery than he is now. It's not like he's too busy to exercise. He goes in to school a max of four hours a day (and not always 5 days a week), comes home and then does NOTHING. Oh, wait he naps and watches re-re-re-reruns on t.v. But I digress. So we had to park carefully so he could walk to the stadium. Fine. They had bus pickups. But he insisted on trying to park in one of the farthest places from the stadium that didn't have pick up. Finally we got him to move and head to where we were supposed to park. Now, I was supposed to be on the soccer field by a certain time to march in and the traffic was really slow. It would have been best if I could have hopped out the car and just walked there but nnooo, I had to show him where to park. Basically I was so late, I didn't get a chance to go to the bathroom before the 3 hour thing on the field. I got there just in time to walk in and I was just so stressed I wanted to cry. It was hot, I was in a black robe, and squeezed between two people in black robes. I don't do well in the heat and felt sick, miserable, and really had to go to the bathroom. I heard that some people passed out on the field and were carried out.
Skip to me in the prep room for the hooding. I finally got someone to bring me something to drink ( I needed cold and calories since I couldn't eat.) I was sitting on a bench drinking and trying not to throw up when my dad decided it was a good time to snap some pictures. I almost had a hissy fit and told him that now was not the time for that. Really, when you're overheated, stressed, and tired do you want someone snapping pictures of you? Found out why he was so chipper while the rest seemed to understand a bit of how I felt. He had spent the whole time in the air conditioned bookstore. Not that I would have minded if he had gotten there, told everyone that he didn't think he was up to the heat and would meet them on the way to the hooding ceremony. That's fine. But no, Drama Queen had to make a big production of feeling bad, needing a candy bar, just leave him sitting on the side of the road (I swear he learned well from his mother), etc. So while he was making it so no one would get to the Commencement ceremony, my brother-in-law saved the day and just took him back to the bookstore so my mom could come and watch.
I know this probably sounds petty but you had to be there and you have to take it in the context of all the shit he's pulled. He has to be the center of attention no matter what. If we're out to dinner with another family or something, if the other family isn't focused on him (ex, talking with my mom) he'll get all pouty and make a big production of being bored and act like the other person is carrying on too much. He took one picture of me during my prom. He took pictures of every couple at my sister's prom. My mom missed my undergraduate graduation because he was irresponsible with his blood sugar (he's a diabetic who doesn't want to be bothered with being responsible about it).
I am just so done with putting up with his shit.
Anyway. Went home for a week. It was nice. Would have been nicer if he had gone in to school more and Mom less.
Now I'm trying to keep my head above water with the BarBri thing. I just need to suck it up and get into a schedule and keep it.
Anyway, I guess I should fix dinner and try to get some flashcards done.
Graduation. So my dad had to do his inevitable drama queen act the day of graduation. Forget that I showed him where to park the night before, we said where to park numerous times, and then they had it on the radio thing where to park. That morning he was a total blithering idiot. Okay, it wouldn't really matter where we parked except that he won't bother to get off his ass and can't walk more than 20 feet without being too tired. I mean, he was in better shape three weeks after his bypass surgery than he is now. It's not like he's too busy to exercise. He goes in to school a max of four hours a day (and not always 5 days a week), comes home and then does NOTHING. Oh, wait he naps and watches re-re-re-reruns on t.v. But I digress. So we had to park carefully so he could walk to the stadium. Fine. They had bus pickups. But he insisted on trying to park in one of the farthest places from the stadium that didn't have pick up. Finally we got him to move and head to where we were supposed to park. Now, I was supposed to be on the soccer field by a certain time to march in and the traffic was really slow. It would have been best if I could have hopped out the car and just walked there but nnooo, I had to show him where to park. Basically I was so late, I didn't get a chance to go to the bathroom before the 3 hour thing on the field. I got there just in time to walk in and I was just so stressed I wanted to cry. It was hot, I was in a black robe, and squeezed between two people in black robes. I don't do well in the heat and felt sick, miserable, and really had to go to the bathroom. I heard that some people passed out on the field and were carried out.
Skip to me in the prep room for the hooding. I finally got someone to bring me something to drink ( I needed cold and calories since I couldn't eat.) I was sitting on a bench drinking and trying not to throw up when my dad decided it was a good time to snap some pictures. I almost had a hissy fit and told him that now was not the time for that. Really, when you're overheated, stressed, and tired do you want someone snapping pictures of you? Found out why he was so chipper while the rest seemed to understand a bit of how I felt. He had spent the whole time in the air conditioned bookstore. Not that I would have minded if he had gotten there, told everyone that he didn't think he was up to the heat and would meet them on the way to the hooding ceremony. That's fine. But no, Drama Queen had to make a big production of feeling bad, needing a candy bar, just leave him sitting on the side of the road (I swear he learned well from his mother), etc. So while he was making it so no one would get to the Commencement ceremony, my brother-in-law saved the day and just took him back to the bookstore so my mom could come and watch.
I know this probably sounds petty but you had to be there and you have to take it in the context of all the shit he's pulled. He has to be the center of attention no matter what. If we're out to dinner with another family or something, if the other family isn't focused on him (ex, talking with my mom) he'll get all pouty and make a big production of being bored and act like the other person is carrying on too much. He took one picture of me during my prom. He took pictures of every couple at my sister's prom. My mom missed my undergraduate graduation because he was irresponsible with his blood sugar (he's a diabetic who doesn't want to be bothered with being responsible about it).
I am just so done with putting up with his shit.
Anyway. Went home for a week. It was nice. Would have been nicer if he had gone in to school more and Mom less.
Now I'm trying to keep my head above water with the BarBri thing. I just need to suck it up and get into a schedule and keep it.
Anyway, I guess I should fix dinner and try to get some flashcards done.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Dude, it's late . . . oh and WARNING - Language!!!
So I saw this and thought it was great. Probably because I'm a bit sleep deprived . . . anyhoo from ruminations.com
"Mulan is highly underrated. All Ariel did was save Eric, and sure, Belle saved the Beast...but Mulan saved fucking CHINA. Props to that girl."
"Mulan is highly underrated. All Ariel did was save Eric, and sure, Belle saved the Beast...but Mulan saved fucking CHINA. Props to that girl."
speaking of Superchic(k). . .
"Wishes"
The saddest thing is you could be anything
That you could want
We could have been everything
But now we're not
Now it's not anything at all
The hardest part was getting this close to you
And giving up this dream i built with you
A fairytale that isn't coming true
You've got some growing up to do
I wish we could have worked it out
I wish I didn't have these doubts
I wish I didn't have to wonder just what you are doing now
I wish I didn't know inside
That it won't work out for you and I
I wish that I could stop this wishing and just say my last goodbye
After all the things you put me through
Tell me why I'm still in love with you
And why am I, why am I still waiting for your call
You broke my heart
I'm taking it back from you
And taking back the life I gave to you
Life goes on before and after you
I've got some growing up to do
I wish we could have worked it out
I wish I didn't have these doubts
I wish i didn't have to wonder just what you are doing now
I wish I didn't know inside
That it won't work out for you and I
I wish that I could stop this wishing and just say my last goodbye
It's time I said my last goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
It's time I said my last goodbye
I wish we could have worked it out
I wish I didn't have these doubts
I wish I didn't have to wonder just what you are doing now
I wish I didn't know inside
That it won't work out for you and I
I wish that I could stop this wishing and just say my last goodbye
It's time I said my last goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
It's time I said my last goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
It's time I said my last goodbye
= = = = =
LOL! And guess what Pandora played right after this! Indelible Sin by Nana Kitade!
The saddest thing is you could be anything
That you could want
We could have been everything
But now we're not
Now it's not anything at all
The hardest part was getting this close to you
And giving up this dream i built with you
A fairytale that isn't coming true
You've got some growing up to do
I wish we could have worked it out
I wish I didn't have these doubts
I wish I didn't have to wonder just what you are doing now
I wish I didn't know inside
That it won't work out for you and I
I wish that I could stop this wishing and just say my last goodbye
After all the things you put me through
Tell me why I'm still in love with you
And why am I, why am I still waiting for your call
You broke my heart
I'm taking it back from you
And taking back the life I gave to you
Life goes on before and after you
I've got some growing up to do
I wish we could have worked it out
I wish I didn't have these doubts
I wish i didn't have to wonder just what you are doing now
I wish I didn't know inside
That it won't work out for you and I
I wish that I could stop this wishing and just say my last goodbye
It's time I said my last goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
It's time I said my last goodbye
I wish we could have worked it out
I wish I didn't have these doubts
I wish I didn't have to wonder just what you are doing now
I wish I didn't know inside
That it won't work out for you and I
I wish that I could stop this wishing and just say my last goodbye
It's time I said my last goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
It's time I said my last goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
It's time I said my last goodbye
= = = = =
LOL! And guess what Pandora played right after this! Indelible Sin by Nana Kitade!
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Mixed Feelings . . .
So the other day I say a "Got Reliant K?" sticker on the back window of the car in front of me. I had a moment of excitement thinking "Hey I like that group too! Yay someone who likes the group too!" then I remembered the band falls under Christian rock . . . and I saw the Liberty sticker. . . hmmm.
Yes I like Reliant K and Superchic(k). I didn't know at the time that they were considered Christian rock. I had just heard a few songs and just thought they were really upbeat. . .
Paper time. :-(
Yes I like Reliant K and Superchic(k). I didn't know at the time that they were considered Christian rock. I had just heard a few songs and just thought they were really upbeat. . .
Paper time. :-(
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Randomness
"I'm not good in groups. It's difficult to work in a group when you're omnipotent. " Q quote
Monday, May 10, 2010
*gibber*
I'm down to one paper now. (It'll be about 2,350 words or roughly 8 pages). I hate memo writing. I'd like to just put "Don't mess with Oprah, I don't care if her factory is polluting. She is taking over the world and it is best not to anger her. " I finally finished the VA pro. Stupid take home but closed note and book with a time limit. I tried. I did. It was a long exam but my answers were horribly short. Oh well it is what it is. After the UCC exam Wednesday, Family exam Friday, and a weekend of feeling exhausted and a bit of a migraine on Sunday, I didn't get to study like I wanted for the VA pro. Uggh! Anyway, it's done and I'm taking most of today off. Tomorrow I'll try do get most of the paper done. I figure I'll finish and edit it Wednesday.
Picked up my robe Friday. I took it out of the bag is was crammed into (crammed, not folded) and have it hanging in hopes most of the wrinkles will fall out. I'm having my mommy bring a steamer so I don't look like I slept in the robe. I hope the stadium is finished in time for graduation. They're expanding it or something so there's all this unfinished stuff sticking up at the tops. Not pretty in a picture. Surprised at Liberty for not being as image conscious with that as usual . . . I mean it's where the major part of graduation will be. Then again, maybe it'll be finished. I don't know.
Mother's day. . . My Mother's Day gift is dragging my butt to a 7:30am to who knows when graduation where I sit in the sun in a heavy black robe instead of sleeping in and then going to a nice brunch. I "guided" Dad into getting her some fig plants (She loves figs.) and pots for them. Xena got Mom a Mrs. Jumbo and Dumbo pin. It's a Disney pin, but I still don't see how Disney justifies the price. Oh yeah, the brand name thing. Anyhoo, I know it sounds kinda lame but Mom and I have a little baby mine thing and it means something to us. Sure Xena's giving it to her, but oh well.
Yeah, I think I'm just randomly blabbling now. I should get dressed and get out of the apt soonish. Need to do some food shopping. I also need to pick Xena up a special little thing of treats. I thought when people visited and stayed over, they were supposed to bring the hostess a little gift, not the hostess get the guest a little gift. And put up with the guest constantly trying to get into a car to go home. And hog the sofa. And whine when treats are not offered fast enough. And rub hair into the carpet and any dark clothes she can get a hold of. . . .
Yeah, shutting up now.
Picked up my robe Friday. I took it out of the bag is was crammed into (crammed, not folded) and have it hanging in hopes most of the wrinkles will fall out. I'm having my mommy bring a steamer so I don't look like I slept in the robe. I hope the stadium is finished in time for graduation. They're expanding it or something so there's all this unfinished stuff sticking up at the tops. Not pretty in a picture. Surprised at Liberty for not being as image conscious with that as usual . . . I mean it's where the major part of graduation will be. Then again, maybe it'll be finished. I don't know.
Mother's day. . . My Mother's Day gift is dragging my butt to a 7:30am to who knows when graduation where I sit in the sun in a heavy black robe instead of sleeping in and then going to a nice brunch. I "guided" Dad into getting her some fig plants (She loves figs.) and pots for them. Xena got Mom a Mrs. Jumbo and Dumbo pin. It's a Disney pin, but I still don't see how Disney justifies the price. Oh yeah, the brand name thing. Anyhoo, I know it sounds kinda lame but Mom and I have a little baby mine thing and it means something to us. Sure Xena's giving it to her, but oh well.
Yeah, I think I'm just randomly blabbling now. I should get dressed and get out of the apt soonish. Need to do some food shopping. I also need to pick Xena up a special little thing of treats. I thought when people visited and stayed over, they were supposed to bring the hostess a little gift, not the hostess get the guest a little gift. And put up with the guest constantly trying to get into a car to go home. And hog the sofa. And whine when treats are not offered fast enough. And rub hair into the carpet and any dark clothes she can get a hold of. . . .
Yeah, shutting up now.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Gotta find the joy in life.
So while I was waiting for my food (I got Chinese take out!) I was walking around the shopping center (ever notice that you have to get Chinese as take out in the summer?). There's a Snap or Snaps gym thing on the second floor. Not only are they sorta above a Chinese resturant and Kroger, they are right above a Mexican resturant. Then, to add the smile - right next to the entrance/ exit door - - two vending machines. High calorie sodas and snacks in all their 280+ calorie and Dorito and potatoe chip glory. *fond smile*
Run hamsters, run!
Run hamsters, run!
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