So this time next week I will be in Australia!! Who is excited for me? I AM! Wooooo hooooo! But, yeah - my plane leaves in six days time and I am still not packed. That is so unlike me. I always start packing two weeks before I leave. Almost three weeks before I left for Italy! Now I am a bum.
I really need this mini-vacation though. I need it badly. I feel so claustrophobic right now, like everything in my life is closing in around me. I am suffocating. And there are so many things that are just... not right lately. I can't even really put a finger to it - I just don't like the place I am in right now. I don't like it one bit.
Hold me?
Monday, March 26, 2007
Thursday, March 8, 2007
hold me?
So. Remember that time when last week I said it was the longest week of my life? Scratch that. Exit last week; enter this week.
I think there must be something in the water here. This has been the *craziest* work week I can remember in the history of all time. There are just so many odd little things cropping up and slapping me around. It hurts my feelings.
I have had a headache since Monday morning. It started out when I woke up; just wasn't in a fab mood. It had been an iffy weekend. I had a huge zit (that looked like a welt, maybe as if I'd been hit in the head with a baseball) on my forehead. That just makes me cranky. So all weekend my family laughs and jokes about my second head, and ahahaha it was fun. No. So anyway, it hadn't gone away by Monday (which I had really hoped for). First thing Monday morning my dad and I go to Sam's Club to get candy for the vending machine. He's not in a fab mood either. I can tell. And for some reason he decides he needs to mention my monster zit. (I think he just wanted to provoke an argument...) "What is THAT?!" and I said "My zit. Thanks for mentioning it again.” Now he’s angry that I called him on it and goes on the defensive. “What?! I thought it was a cut.” ((*LIAR!*)) I just looked at him and told him “No you didn’t. It doesn’t look like a cut; it isn’t bleeding.” This gets him angrier still. Oh well – don’t mess with me when I have a zit. If you play with the fire you will get burned, so get out the kitchen (or something along those lines). “Yes I did think it was a cut, whatever!” Now he’s saying whatever? I asked him “Why do you feel the need to comment on every-little-thing?” So I think that one sent him off the deep end. He starts muttering under his breath. Well, I don’t need this shit. So I tell him to stop muttering under his breath and if he has something to say he can say it to me, I tell him he is acting like a child, and I don’t appreciate it. Then it somehow escalated into a full out battle. Name-calling, cursing, childish outbursts; the whole works.
------------All-in-all, not a fab way to start a week.
It just doesn’t get better from there. There was an incident after school with some students with the police on Tuesday, a fight and drug-search on Wednesday. I swear the full moon must have been affecting everyone in the area. Just a wacky, bizarre week. And I didn't get a snow day Wednesday like I wanted - I didn't even get to leave early... :(
Now it is Thursday and my headache is still here. (Hello, old friend.) And I have been tired since Sunday night. I wonder if I am suffering from some sad, scary sickness that no one has ever had before – like Workingadultitis. Or Ineedavacaytionow Syndrome. I think so.
I badly need a nap, and all my love <3
I think there must be something in the water here. This has been the *craziest* work week I can remember in the history of all time. There are just so many odd little things cropping up and slapping me around. It hurts my feelings.
I have had a headache since Monday morning. It started out when I woke up; just wasn't in a fab mood. It had been an iffy weekend. I had a huge zit (that looked like a welt, maybe as if I'd been hit in the head with a baseball) on my forehead. That just makes me cranky. So all weekend my family laughs and jokes about my second head, and ahahaha it was fun. No. So anyway, it hadn't gone away by Monday (which I had really hoped for). First thing Monday morning my dad and I go to Sam's Club to get candy for the vending machine. He's not in a fab mood either. I can tell. And for some reason he decides he needs to mention my monster zit. (I think he just wanted to provoke an argument...) "What is THAT?!" and I said "My zit. Thanks for mentioning it again.” Now he’s angry that I called him on it and goes on the defensive. “What?! I thought it was a cut.” ((*LIAR!*)) I just looked at him and told him “No you didn’t. It doesn’t look like a cut; it isn’t bleeding.” This gets him angrier still. Oh well – don’t mess with me when I have a zit. If you play with the fire you will get burned, so get out the kitchen (or something along those lines). “Yes I did think it was a cut, whatever!” Now he’s saying whatever? I asked him “Why do you feel the need to comment on every-little-thing?” So I think that one sent him off the deep end. He starts muttering under his breath. Well, I don’t need this shit. So I tell him to stop muttering under his breath and if he has something to say he can say it to me, I tell him he is acting like a child, and I don’t appreciate it. Then it somehow escalated into a full out battle. Name-calling, cursing, childish outbursts; the whole works.
------------All-in-all, not a fab way to start a week.
It just doesn’t get better from there. There was an incident after school with some students with the police on Tuesday, a fight and drug-search on Wednesday. I swear the full moon must have been affecting everyone in the area. Just a wacky, bizarre week. And I didn't get a snow day Wednesday like I wanted - I didn't even get to leave early... :(
Now it is Thursday and my headache is still here. (Hello, old friend.) And I have been tired since Sunday night. I wonder if I am suffering from some sad, scary sickness that no one has ever had before – like Workingadultitis. Or Ineedavacaytionow Syndrome. I think so.
I badly need a nap, and all my love <3
Friday, March 2, 2007
AU here I come?!
So. I recently found out that I scored 104 on my math mid-term. (Which means: I can go to Australia like I promised myself.) Who knew I was smart? It is scaring me. Maybe if I *had* put in a little effort in high school I could have gone to a school I actually wanted to... who knows? Haha.
I laugh - if the teachers who had me back then could only see me now. I am Tosh3000- super genius. Scary.
So I am going to booking my trip to the Down Under soon; hopefully before Sunday. I just need to check in with Boris to make sure the dates work. I wish Nikki Lynne was coming too. Then the Three Amigos would be together again – only on the other side of the world.
But it’s OK – there will be a Flat Nikki Lynne and a Flat Tosh if we go at separate times. We’d be exactly like a Flat Stanley – only much, much cooler. And one of us would be Chinese and the other Russian. And we’d both be girls instead of a boy. So maybe not exactly like Flat Stanley but like his foreign, female counterparts.
So my life has been hectic, hectic, hectic and a little bust this week. There was so much to do!
+ Monday was my mess of a day of classes. I had work until noon, class at 1:30, and then class at 6:30. I hate Mondays. There is not enough time in a Monday for life to happen.
+ Tuesday was a busy day at work, I was faxing and on the phone seemingly all day. My bosses weren’t in the building so there wasn’t a whole lot of direction for me, but I made it work. I had math class at 6:30 on Tuesday (which, as stated above, turned out phenomenally). After class ended (early) around 9:10 I grabbed Nikki Lynne and we went to Fridays. I said I was going to get real food, but we both got beastly dessert and coffee. Saw Will there – a blast from the past circa 10th grade – strange. Finally got home and just fell into bed, comatose.
+ Wednesday – honestly I don’t remember much of Wednesday only that I think my life hurt all day.
+ Thursday was PAY DAY so that is always fun. It was also the longest day of the longest week of my life. Worked until 4:30, went home, slept for like 40 minutes before getting up and going to a Dwight Evans for Mayor Roundtable Meeting.
That was actually very cool. I am going to be doing some volunteer work for the campaign. EVERYONE should get involved – it is a really good campaign. He is really focused on the NE – and since that is where I live, I’m down with that. I met him last night, he was a really nice man, genuine too – which is so rare in a politician. He is a big advocate for Education and Public Safety. Philadelphia is being called “The Murder City” and under his leadership we’d be able to put new police officers on the street, and able to get new and updated equipment. I am by no means an expert on his campaign platforms but if you look at his website (http://www.evansformayor.com/) I am sure you can agree that he is a phenomenal candidate for Philadelphia Mayor.
Anyway, off of my political rant and onto the rest of the night because it was by far the highlight of my week. The Ritz Carlton Hotel downtown does a *CHOCOLATE BUFFET* every Thursday. So when Jessica tells me about this (she had gone the week before on a school trip/assignment) it seems natural that we go. So Jessica, Nikki Lynne, Drew and I all go to the chocolate buffet. I was in heaven. Everything was delicious – even the things I didn’t actually like we good, only I didn’t like them. I suggest that everyone take part in that also. Well after I dropped everyone off and got home it was after 11pm. I had to let Maveric out since apparently no one at home could help me out with that, feed him, and eat something for dinner since I only at chocolate all evening. I finally got cleaned up and went to bed. I think I was asleep before I hit the pillow.
+ Friday is today and it’s only 9:30 in the morning so I haven’t much to report yet. Only that it is rainy and humid and gross out. I may go to LBI tonight to check out some houses on the island with the family. Who knows? If not someone get at me with some plans for tonight!
So I have rambled on for a page and a half now. So I am going to call it quits. <3
I laugh - if the teachers who had me back then could only see me now. I am Tosh3000- super genius. Scary.
So I am going to booking my trip to the Down Under soon; hopefully before Sunday. I just need to check in with Boris to make sure the dates work. I wish Nikki Lynne was coming too. Then the Three Amigos would be together again – only on the other side of the world.
But it’s OK – there will be a Flat Nikki Lynne and a Flat Tosh if we go at separate times. We’d be exactly like a Flat Stanley – only much, much cooler. And one of us would be Chinese and the other Russian. And we’d both be girls instead of a boy. So maybe not exactly like Flat Stanley but like his foreign, female counterparts.
So my life has been hectic, hectic, hectic and a little bust this week. There was so much to do!
+ Monday was my mess of a day of classes. I had work until noon, class at 1:30, and then class at 6:30. I hate Mondays. There is not enough time in a Monday for life to happen.
+ Tuesday was a busy day at work, I was faxing and on the phone seemingly all day. My bosses weren’t in the building so there wasn’t a whole lot of direction for me, but I made it work. I had math class at 6:30 on Tuesday (which, as stated above, turned out phenomenally). After class ended (early) around 9:10 I grabbed Nikki Lynne and we went to Fridays. I said I was going to get real food, but we both got beastly dessert and coffee. Saw Will there – a blast from the past circa 10th grade – strange. Finally got home and just fell into bed, comatose.
+ Wednesday – honestly I don’t remember much of Wednesday only that I think my life hurt all day.
+ Thursday was PAY DAY so that is always fun. It was also the longest day of the longest week of my life. Worked until 4:30, went home, slept for like 40 minutes before getting up and going to a Dwight Evans for Mayor Roundtable Meeting.
That was actually very cool. I am going to be doing some volunteer work for the campaign. EVERYONE should get involved – it is a really good campaign. He is really focused on the NE – and since that is where I live, I’m down with that. I met him last night, he was a really nice man, genuine too – which is so rare in a politician. He is a big advocate for Education and Public Safety. Philadelphia is being called “The Murder City” and under his leadership we’d be able to put new police officers on the street, and able to get new and updated equipment. I am by no means an expert on his campaign platforms but if you look at his website (http://www.evansformayor.com/) I am sure you can agree that he is a phenomenal candidate for Philadelphia Mayor.
Anyway, off of my political rant and onto the rest of the night because it was by far the highlight of my week. The Ritz Carlton Hotel downtown does a *CHOCOLATE BUFFET* every Thursday. So when Jessica tells me about this (she had gone the week before on a school trip/assignment) it seems natural that we go. So Jessica, Nikki Lynne, Drew and I all go to the chocolate buffet. I was in heaven. Everything was delicious – even the things I didn’t actually like we good, only I didn’t like them. I suggest that everyone take part in that also. Well after I dropped everyone off and got home it was after 11pm. I had to let Maveric out since apparently no one at home could help me out with that, feed him, and eat something for dinner since I only at chocolate all evening. I finally got cleaned up and went to bed. I think I was asleep before I hit the pillow.
+ Friday is today and it’s only 9:30 in the morning so I haven’t much to report yet. Only that it is rainy and humid and gross out. I may go to LBI tonight to check out some houses on the island with the family. Who knows? If not someone get at me with some plans for tonight!
So I have rambled on for a page and a half now. So I am going to call it quits. <3
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