I have been mood-swing central this week.
Everything is going to change so much, so soon, and I keep trying not to think about it. While it's exciting on one hand, it's scary on the other. It's like first year all over again, just when I was getting settled and comfortable in everything.
College is so much different from university here. I don't even know whether to invest in binders or notebooks (notebooks are better if you have to take notes - all notes in one place, whereas binders are better if you're getting mainly handouts, since you can insert them). Maybe noteboks and a mini-stapler to staple in handouts? Actually...that may work...I loathe binders.
It seems like I just got my head and everything back in order, only to be upended again.
Just a quick little note I've been wanting to make for a while:
This goes out to my friends list -
You are all amazing, talented people. I respect and admire you all. Through livejournal, I have enjoyed feeling as if I get to know you a little better each day.
I just want to let you know how much I appreciate you, and I wish I knew as many wonderful people in my everyday life. (If a lot of you wanted to move closer, that would suit me as well ;) )
I hope it absoloutely pours rain tonight. I just want to curl up by the window with a lap full of kittens and read. I want nothing more than to escape into a good book (Or a good print out. I have so many fics by the writers on my f-list printed out into a binder, for those nights when the computer spazzes out)
I'm so frustrated with people, and things, and decisions I have to make. It always seems like no matter what I do, or what I decide, someone is unhappy with me. I know I can't please everyone, but it doesn't even seem like I can please ANYONE these days.
Maybe I'll go get my hair chopped off before I head home. It seems like a good night for changing things up.
You try to do something nice, and then you have to spend all morning covering your tracks, lol.
My mom has been eyeing this antique vase in one of stores downtown for almost a month now. It's been in the window display, and every time we walk by, or stop to go to the bank (which is right beside it), she stops and oogles it.
Well, I was sick of waiting for her to get it, and I was worried someone would buy it right before she decided to finally go get it.
So I bought it for her. Her birthday is in another month, so I figured I'd buy it now and surprise her then. I bought it yesterday at 4:30 and dropped it off at my grandma's house for safekeeping until September. Then I went and picked up my mom, and took her to the bank - where she immedaitly discovered the vase was gone. And she was all disappointed, and I feel terrible and want to give it to her now. But I stood my ground and carried on, and she didn't mention it again...
..Until this morning. She only works half a day on Fridays, and she mentioned that she'd go in and see if it was still there today, and just moved out of the window. Which resulted in me making a frantic call to the woman at the store telling her NOT to tell anyone the story behind the sale (I told her I was getting it for my mom's birthday). But the woman at the store was new, and not the one who made the sale and kept going "Oh, if you bought it yesterday, it should still be here. I'll find it for her when she comes in to pick it up".
"NO! It's FOR her. It's a surprise for her birthday! Don't tell her about the sale!"
"Oh...I'll just tell her it's just sold then"
My god, I'm still worried about it. If I had of known the owner was going on vacation today, I wouldn't have bothered calling. Instead, I now have to worry about this new one forgetting our discussion and blabbing to Mom about it.
lol, why is doing something nice never easy?
I got 'Just because' flowers at work today ('We're sorry you failed your test' flowers). lol, and a bag of chocolates.
I have such thoughtful co-workers :)
So, I spent my afternoon up to my elbows in condoms....
Because sex addicts deserve help too.
I don't understand how I can be so TIRED when I've been sleeping decent, normal hours for a week now. Or maybe this is how people normally feel in the mornings?
Tomorrow I have my driver's test to get my full liscence. I'm pretty worried about it, even though I've been driving all summer. The only difference between the class I have right now (G2) and the one I'm going for (G) is that with my G, I'll be able to drive after a drink or two, and I'll be able to have more passengers than I do seatbelts - Both of which NOT doing just seem like common sense to me.
But the years since I got my G2 have run out, so I either had to renew it, or go for my G. Either way I have to do a driver's test, so I decided just to do my G and get it over with.
I'm very nervous I'm going to fail, even though I know I'm a good driver. I'm doing the test in an unfamiliar town, and their roads kind of throw me off a smidge (Let's hope I have another car to follow, lol).
...If I pass I am paying the extra $10 to have a new photo taken. I'm 16 in my old one, and people at the bars and casinos are starting to give me suspicious looks...
*snugs f-list* I hope everyone's having a good day...
Well, the yard sale was mildly successful. We made just under $300, which isn't too bad for a couple hours of grabbing random stuff together to put out.
Off to have a shower and grab some dinner.
If anyone's bored tonight, feel free to give me a call. I'll be happily curled up under a blanket, reading.
I'm starting to get growl-y at people..I think that's my cue to stop bothering with crap for the yard sale, and go to bed...
I love Freida.
She is this old, tiny little German woman who just makes my day absoloutely perfect whenever I see her. It's been so long since I've seen her, since I've been away at school. I walked into the doctor's office and she saw me, then she got all excited and came over, smothering me with hugs and kisses (yeah, I enjoyed it :) )
She was asking me about school, asking me about a boyfriend (When I told her I wasn't dating right now, she told me to wait and make sure I found a guy who was worth it), after which she complemented me on my height (I'm only 5'5, but she's all short and cute and stuff), my eyes, my hair, my skin, my smile, and my absoloute favourite - my lips.
According to Frieda, I have good kissing lips - I just about died laughing.
She's just a fantastic, sweet person. I don't know, I guess I kind of think of her as my surrogate Grandma. Kind of like I still view Bill, my old math tutor, as my surrogate Grandpa - He told me all the stories about when he was growing up in all these amazing places, and all the people he's met. He's lived a pretty exciting life for someone who's ended up in Napanee.
But yes, I adore Frieda. She just makes my heart smile. She kept saying how glad she was she had come to the doctor's today, since she had got to see me. Well, I'm awfully glad that she came too, because I got to see her.
*snuggles Frieda, and gets back to work*