I should definitely never consider a career that involves assisting older people. I don't have the patience for it. I'm so damn moody half the time!

I looked at my grades today. I did horrible! I got an F in ceramics. Luckily, it was an elective class; And, I have many to choose to from. So, that isn't really a problem.

I hear you Indianans have snow! Lucky sons of bitches! I sincerely, truly miss snow! And the one time I can be with my Floridian family.... it snows like there's no tomorrow at both of my homes.

I miss my kitties. I miss my dad. I miss my boyfriend. I miss sleeping in my bed rather than an airbed in an office/florida room.

I'm on an old person eating schedule. I eat at 9:30 am. Then comes lunch at 12:30. Last is dinner at 5 pm. I normally have a 5-10 hour span between eating sessions. My only source of entertainment is a coloring book, dominos, and playing cards.... unless you count the questions I'm being being bombarded by Marge (my step-grandma).

Mom is/was telling me a story about other family members. I just want to bitch about this one thing this one time on this one hour. To anyone: stop bitching about things if you aren't going to help yourself, fix it yourself, etc if you're capable of helping/fixing it yourself.

There, I'm finished.

A friend gave me ingredients to make panty droppers the before I left for Indy. I took it back to my apartment. I left the following day without packing it. Therefore, it's still in my dining room waiting for dumbass roommates (that would be Sarah) to discover that there is alcohol in my kitchen. So, I guess mom and I will be making a side trip to Evansville on our way home to Indy to pick up my alcohol so that no one will bear witness to my breaking of "university policies".

Merry Christmas everyone. Love you all!


Bongo-ed your bongos at 10:24 PM

I've been chewed up and spit back out.

It's been a rough day. Interruptions from everyone and everything imaginable kept happening while I was working on my ceramic project. I had my critique tonight. Lets just say that my project would not stay together. But I finally won the battle . . . it stayed together for my critique.

However, the project won the war. It fell apart about 3 hours AFTER my critique. One of the bowls broke beyond repairability [sp?]. But I think on a different day, in a different week, and perhaps in a different month, I'll manage to salvage the rest of my once beautiful sculpture.

The critique was rather horrible. The instructor says, "How can a first year ceramic student not glaze any of their pieces?" I retort back, "I like paint." Needless to say, she wasn't very pleased with my glazeless art. I beg to differ but I'm not the one who is grading me.

I broke down in Wal-Mart today, crying that is. I was informed via cell phone that my great-grandma FRITSCHE [that one was for you Cara] had breast cancer. I was distraught. I was at the store by myself and I had to call John to come pick me up. In fact, I can't stop tearing up at the mention of the situation. So, coming home from Florida has been pushed back because mom and I want to stay little longer with Grandma FRITSCHE [that one was for you, again, Cara] before, during, and after surgery. Better details at my mom's journal if anyone is that interested . . . I don't feel like writing out the details at this moment.

I don't know if I'll miss any spring training for you RAs out there who read my journal. I have already told Matt that there is a chance that I could miss spring training. I'm not sure yet. Depends how I feel since I will have been traveling from Florida to Indy and then back to Evansville all in a 4-5 day span. I will be tired. I will be cranky. I will be moody.

WAIT! What am I saying?! I'm always like that. La-de-fuckin-da . . .

I have one final left . . . humanities. It should go well.

Well, I'm out. I'm tired and I have nothing to do tomorrow. As if that just made sense. :shakes head:


Bongo-ed your bongos at 11:31 PM

I just took a quiz to that tells me what kind of cartoon character I am.

Sadly, I'm like SpongeBob. I detest SpongeBob. Nay, I loathe SpongeBob.

I'm rather upset of this theory.

Why couldn't I be Peppy le Pew? For those of you not familiar with the french skunk, he's a Loony Tune cartoon and he seems to be always chasing a black that accidentally gets white paint on her. He thinks she's a hot skunk . . . so he chases her around Paris. Rather humorous.

Slight change in plans. The mom is leaving earlier than expected. Mom leaves for Florida in 2 days. She and I were supposed to be going a week from today but something came up. Which means I have to get myself to the airport, I have to check my own baggage, I have to get myself through security, I have to get myself to my gate. In other words, I have to be by myself and be a big little girl. I'm rather nervous. But obviously, I'm gonna have to get over it 'cause some day, flying by myself is going to be my job. yea! No, that wasn't sarcasism [sp?].


Bongo-ed your bongos at 8:57 PM

I lost my tongue ring. One minute it was in my bra.... the next..... gone! So, I had to go buy another one yesterday. But no store carries bars that 5/8 of an inch unless you buy it in a package. So, now I'm the new reluctant owner of 5 tongue rings that have a jewel in them. I'm not too hot on the idea of something sparkly in my mouth. I would prefer a simple metal ball. The sacrifice I make...

Humanties! Humanites was entertaining today. Seriously! Tuesday and today were our review days for the final next week. If we don't volunteer to answer questions or ask questions on Tuesday, she gave us an index card with a 2 on it. The 2 card people will get a more difficult exam next week. People who volunteered to ask/answer questions got a 1 card and get an easier final because they earned it during the Q&A session. Well...... Sarah (wick wench of McWest or my roommate) got a 2 card. She and I sit next to one another by the way. Can ya guess what I got?! I got a 1 card. Hahahahhhahahahha! I get an easier final than her because she's stupid! Hahahahahahhahahahah!

Okay. I'm finished being mean.

I hate her. I'm done now. Promise

Audrey gave me a Christmas present! It was so cute and yummy.... some gourmet hot chocolates, lindor chocolate ball (my fave fave fave chocolate), other chocolates, flavored mixing sticks, and mug..... I love it! I know you'll read this too, Audrey! I love it.

My birthday is coming up soon. Does anyone know when it is? I'll give ya kiss on the cheek if you guess correctly.

Must go now. I have gender studies to prepare for because I think my partners are inadequate to keep up at this moment.


Bongo-ed your bongos at 1:07 PM

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Bongo-ed your bongos at 1:31 AM

These past or passed days have been such a rush. It seems non-fucking-stop.

I figured out that if I keep giving mean stares to my laptop.... that good ole George (that's my laptop) will stop growling at. I'm being serious. He hasn't growled or hissed at me since last night.

I have a community builder tomorrow. Go me. Anyone reading this, come to my apartment from 9 pm to 10 pm for stress relief tips comm bulder. You can have cookies and drinks and whatever I can manage to whip up. You can make your own stress balls and if you get here first, I'll even give you a lavendar scented sleepmask.

Listen to me..... I sound as if I'm making a sales pitch.

BUY ME!

I'm lonely. I want my Idiot back. He's in Bedford for some family business. ::sniffle sniffle::

Filling out Christmas cards. This is the first time I have ever sent X-mas cards out to family in bulk.

I have ceramics in less than an hour. I hate that class only because of the professor. She is consumed with her own work rather than being a TEACHER..... heaven forbid!

I had celery and peanut butter for dinner. It was good. It was real goooooood. No, I'm not on a diet. I just had a craving for something green and flavorless with brown goo on it. FYI to whoever comes to my apartment to eat/borrow some peanut butter: Hope you don't mind that I dipped my celery in the jar.


Bongo-ed your bongos at 4:49 PM

Ka-blu-ie!!!!!!

went my laptop. It's growling at me. John seems to think it is the fan again. I've already sent this damn thing in once because my laptop was overheating. And now it's growling and hissing at me! Damn fan....

I think Cara was very pleased with the gift I made/bought for her. I'm rather proud of it.

I think I may be coming down with something. Although, I'm sure that walk home from strike last night in the drizzle didn't help me any. Oh well.

My mom and dad came down for almost 24 hours this weekend! I was excited about that. I miss them already. I wish they could have brought a cat..... even Star would have liked the car ride. FYI, Star [the cat] likes joy-riding in the car. I have taken him for a ride before and he loves it. No joke.

Stop growling!!!!!!!!!!


Bongo-ed your bongos at 9:34 AM

I'm worth $1,469,557.37! How much are you worth?

How can something so simple as drawing a name out of a contrainer go array? Two [2] people are buying gifts for me. Whereas other people didn't get gifts for whatever reasons. I don't understand. It's not rocket science people!

I'm not telling who I have for obvious reasons but I will say this.... I think SHE will like her gift on Sunday. It's partially bought, partially made.... by me.

Happy Madrigals!!!!


Bongo-ed your bongos at 11:15 AM