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Blurty for saint rita of casia.
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| Sunday, September 7th, 2008 |
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I'm not even sure what "rest" means anymore! I think I got some rest this weekend but not very much. I had the worst nightmare that Bucky was killed. I was falling apart in the dream. it was ... I don't even want to think about it. My hands and hair are both dry. But I did that to my hair, didn't condition it. I'm 89.7% ready to present my sonnet for Shakes class. Not all the way ready but close. I hope this week is much easier! |
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| Thursday, September 4th, 2008 |
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1. I think I must have gotten food poisoning. I was up most of the night so sick. It was not fun. 2. Today is Thursday so that means that tomorrow is Friday which means the weekend. I seriously just need to rest this weekend. And do all my homework but mostly just rest. 3. My hands are so dry that they hurt, little cracks on the fingers. 4. I almost died in Shakes acting, in some way due to stress but mostly due to how hot the classroom gets! Can't UA give Ro-Jo some money so the classrooms aren't so hot? And make the barthroom less ... 1930s? 5. It tickled me that I was asked if I watched the game this weekend. I lied and said, "oh.. I missed it.." |
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| Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008 |
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my nerves have gotten so bad the last few days that I have bitten most of the skin around the inside of my mouth, right on the sides. it hurts so much and is bleeding nonstop. I also have this weird skin rash on my back. I think this is all stress related, due to my panic of Shakes Acting class and German II and Math... My sleep has gotten worse. I am up at all hours, in and out of sleep, mostly having dreams that wake me up. The dreams always have jeremy. Never good. Atleast David is good and makes things better. Now, if only classes could be good. |
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| Monday, September 1st, 2008 |
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there is a lack of time but it may just be in my mind. I had a real panic attack about my Shakes Acting class today. I just couldn't handle the ... everything. I need to hide under the covers, away from these sonnets. |
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| Monday, August 25th, 2008 |
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Mondays are never good. It was nothing but rain today. All day. All weekend too. I love the rain except when I have to move around campus. My shoes were so wet. I may throw them away. Smelly too! I'm so tired for some reason. I'm not getting enough good sleep! |
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| Sunday, August 24th, 2008 |
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| I was cast in "The Heiress" at UA. I'm very excited to be back performing, I haven't been on stage in almost two years. I almost can't even believe it! Almost. | ||||||
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| Friday, August 22nd, 2008 |
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| I was very happy with how last night turned out for me, in terms of what I presented and how I presented it. That being said, I was really thrown off by people and how immature they behaved around me. When I entered the waiting space,__ made a verbal response to me entering. she is older than me and should know better. but that is how she is, she has always been like that, from the first moment I met her. _ found it correct to pretend I wasn't there. I pretended he wasn't there also. That worked well for me. The hour that I spent there brought up a number of older issues, mostly due to how I look and the weight I've put on since I lost 58 pounds (I only lost the weight due to the stress of dealing with the department). But as I got ready this morning, I was unhappy with myself, my clothes, my hair, my face, all these things I've worked hard on not hating. Being back in the department, particularly 445, is going to do more harm than I thought. I'm starting to understand why these kids hate me, I'm starting to hate myself too. | ||||||
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| Wednesday, August 20th, 2008 |
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first day of school. back to my old classes. blah blah blah. nothing new to say. it is like my spring schedule, I'm taking my second parts of german and math. but no art history, just some theatre classes. I wish I had better things to report but it has been a rather dull day. nothing to report. yet! |
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| Tuesday, August 19th, 2008 |
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| tomorrow begins my last fall. I'm happy it's at the end. I'm not happy about seeing all these people. | ||||||
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| Sunday, August 17th, 2008 |
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Even on the good days there are moments that make me worry, moments that bring back an awful flood of memories. This week is going to be very harsh for me. I'm going to be in a very bad place, put there by the continued hatred for me sent out by all the past g kids. It's not easy to just ignore them. They... they know how to deeply hurt me. Still. Over a year later. |
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| Tuesday, August 12th, 2008 |
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David's apartment is hot. Too hot for my words. I need to call Mandy soon. We need to bond more. JMS is never around. I can't find him. I need my grade for geology posted pronto! |
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I bought a bottle of perfume today. Yada, yada, yada, it's broken. Not the glass with the fragrence, nope, just the spritz part. I've tried for the last half hour to some how open the top and make it a splash bottle. I've yet to make this happen. I'm very angry at the bottle of YSL and will break open that bottle if I have to and pour the liquid into a plain ol' spritz bottle. A plastic one. Now work damn it! |
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| Monday, August 11th, 2008 |
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Good day. I have time off. Bucky and I are just hanging around the pad. Tomorrow I see Kim to get my hair blonder and buy my textbooks. I also hope to head up to Birmingham to see David. Hope! My grade for geology hasn't been posted yet. Come on, I want to know my grade. All the September magazines are coming out, my favorite. I love the Fall spreads! |
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| Sunday, August 10th, 2008 |
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| I have nine days left for my vacation. I have a bunch of books I want to read. I need to read them now! | ||||||
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| Thursday, August 7th, 2008 |
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I have coffee breath. I can taste it hardcore. My geology II exam is today. Glad that class is over. I'm so done with rocks. Hate them. Yesterday, I started thinking about my normally jealous nature. I remember being so pissed off everytime I saw J talking to another female, even if it was AH. It was so ugly, I'd never had that before. I was worried that David might bring it out of me. But as of today (and we are well into three weeks) I've yet to get jealous about anything. Even with an exwife, I'm very mellow about the past. I'm growing up. How about that. Nightmares still awful. There were just ripping me apart last night. I wish they would stop. |
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| Tuesday, August 5th, 2008 |
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Spending time with MD was wonderful, lots of catching up. I wish we could see each other more often but we live in different towns, oh well. I also had a nice conversation with ad. Some hardcore truths made their way out. Thank god we aren't dumb anymore! My boobs hurt. My body isn't happy. Final was moved to Thursday. I'll be one happy lady when school is done. I'll get some time for sleep. Sleep! |
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| Monday, August 4th, 2008 |
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I'm having coffee with MD this afternoon, yeah! This weekend was super, I loved it. This is really making life good right now. |
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| Friday, August 1st, 2008 |
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I've got just one more week of school left, then one week off, then back into school for the Fall. Crazy times I must say. I'm still not sure what I'm supposed to feel. Everything went well at the obgyn. High five to that. I hope this weekend goes well, oh please, oh please, oh please! |
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| Thursday, July 31st, 2008 |
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I had the perfect thing to post, super funny. But I forgot it. I'm dumb. Still drinking coffee and still feel like throwing up. Obgyn appointment tomorrow. That will be fun. Not really. I feel like a fattie, I'm all bloated for next week. I hate pms. Back to bothering David. |
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| Wednesday, July 30th, 2008 |
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I drank too much coffee this morning and now I'm super sick. I'm going to throw up. Last night was a fun time. I like good things in my life. Three weeks til the Fall semester. I still have mucho to do. I'm sitting in the loud chair in Gorgas. Why must I always get that chair, it's like at Target. I always get the shopping cart with the worst wheels. Ok, I'm really going to throw up now... |
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Blurty for saint rita of casia.
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