careful of those manic mondays
yesterday was so odd, I'm not actually sure where to start.
A cop stepped in front of my boyfriend's car, almost got himself killed and threatened to give him a ticket for something completely BS. My current plan is to figure out who it was and have them reported for reckless endangerment.
I had dance class. Wonderful time and a darned hard workout followed by a trip to IHOP. Quite tasty.
I then pass out getting into my friends's truck (that happens unfortunately often btw...the passing out not the truck thing) and hit the pavement only to wake up back in front of my apartment wet and freezing cold.
Did I mention the pouring rain that I didn't knnow was forecasted?
I was a movie with my boyfriend and one of our friend's recovering from the cold before I start working on the final project I have a ways to go on thats due the next day. And yes, I do know my planning on that sucked.
Work for awhile. Its starts out well, but then I get stuck on one of the landscape elements. My boyfriend falls asleep.
Then walking from my kitchen back into my living room I blaked out again, landing apparently solidly on my knees (they are bruised) and hitting my forehead on the wall (that's bruised to).
My boyfriend wakes up to this, helps me up, where I proceed to break into sobbing hysterics. The stress had finally hit the boiling point and I cried for a full hour.
My boyfriend bundled me off to bed after realizing that I'd still pass the class without this project. This was at 8 am this morning.
I'm tired, but as I just finished the last class for my whole quarter, I don't feel like just going and sitting at home...I wanna do something exciting. But my boyfriend has work till 11pm.
*sigh* I feel the urge to something new and crazy, but then I look at my legs and the cane supporting them, feel my forehead twinge when I furrow my eyebrows, and realize that I can't. Not alone.
And suddenly I long for that white tree in the Barnes and Noble parking lot when the sun is gone and only the lamp shows that life exists. I want to be back there and feel that complete freedom for a moment...just an instant, hoping it will stop the tears welling in my exhausted eyes.
A cop stepped in front of my boyfriend's car, almost got himself killed and threatened to give him a ticket for something completely BS. My current plan is to figure out who it was and have them reported for reckless endangerment.
I had dance class. Wonderful time and a darned hard workout followed by a trip to IHOP. Quite tasty.
I then pass out getting into my friends's truck (that happens unfortunately often btw...the passing out not the truck thing) and hit the pavement only to wake up back in front of my apartment wet and freezing cold.
Did I mention the pouring rain that I didn't knnow was forecasted?
I was a movie with my boyfriend and one of our friend's recovering from the cold before I start working on the final project I have a ways to go on thats due the next day. And yes, I do know my planning on that sucked.
Work for awhile. Its starts out well, but then I get stuck on one of the landscape elements. My boyfriend falls asleep.
Then walking from my kitchen back into my living room I blaked out again, landing apparently solidly on my knees (they are bruised) and hitting my forehead on the wall (that's bruised to).
My boyfriend wakes up to this, helps me up, where I proceed to break into sobbing hysterics. The stress had finally hit the boiling point and I cried for a full hour.
My boyfriend bundled me off to bed after realizing that I'd still pass the class without this project. This was at 8 am this morning.
I'm tired, but as I just finished the last class for my whole quarter, I don't feel like just going and sitting at home...I wanna do something exciting. But my boyfriend has work till 11pm.
*sigh* I feel the urge to something new and crazy, but then I look at my legs and the cane supporting them, feel my forehead twinge when I furrow my eyebrows, and realize that I can't. Not alone.
And suddenly I long for that white tree in the Barnes and Noble parking lot when the sun is gone and only the lamp shows that life exists. I want to be back there and feel that complete freedom for a moment...just an instant, hoping it will stop the tears welling in my exhausted eyes.
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