quote of the day

"Wait... I thought Billy Joel was black? And isn't he dead?" - michelle

oh daddy-o

This...is my dad. sometimes he forgets what season it is.

notice: my neighbor with his snow shovel.
notice: my father acting like its normal to fix his boat in the dead of winter.

bless that mans heart. i love him. that is all.

"get me a coke and a subway sandwhich"

i've never been so happy to go to work before. i was tired and cranky yesterday and now my only complaint is my aching back.. but..so worth it. i missed being a hospice aide.

things that made my day:
-seeing a dinner spoon and knife fall out of graces sweater..at 9 in the morning. and her being glad to see that she didn't 'misplace' them.
-when bessie opened her mouth to show me her gums and how proud she was that she didn't have any teeth
-seeing poor, dying margorie sarcastically order around her husband because she wanted a coke and some food. he willingly got her both. (she then explained to me that he caughed on her and gave her MS and everything was his fault. it was hilarious.)
-having marge's husband tell me i was so skinny because i couldn't lift his wife by myself. fail, but win also.
-introducing myself to marie again even though i used to be her aide, and her seeing me and saying in her monotone hispanic accent, "hello suweetie."

hard day. but good day.

sigh.

sigh. people change. at first, they do it without knowing. but then they are sitting right next to you and you feel like they are a complete STRANGER and you realize that things can't ever be the same because people grow apart.and im kind of awful and adjusting to things. dramatic sigh again.

i can't sleep because i've been crying my pathetic eyes out and the only joy i'm getting is trying on virtual hats via my webcam while nomming on this delicious watermelon bubble gum. i dunno why it is forest green. bahhhh. i hope you get joy out of this hideous photo. i know i did. and yes, that bubble is real.


also, kristin, this ones for you. hope it cheered you up.

what is it with adorable asian kids?

whats the deal with asian kids being musical prodigies? i hope this is the same kid. (the baby is a boy.. right?) if it is.. i can't wait till he reaches the boy-band phase of his musial career. sign me up for that youtube premier! minus his speech problem, this is great. replay seconds :18 and :19. they are GREAT.

quote of the day

"Don't listen to what anybody else says.. when you get your heart broken, you get revenge! Make them suffer!" -sharebear

Goodbye Finals.. Hello Holidays!

FINALS ARE OVER!!!

I studied harder than I ever have in my whole 19 years of living. It was absolute muckduck. But the 10:00 finals howl in the library last night was pretty funny... all the kids going crazy in the Merril Cazier went out into the lobby and 'howled' for five whole minutes. I love aggie traditions.


Fact: i love catching my friends sleeping under library tables during finals week.



It was -10 degrees outside this morning, and I had to wait for the bus at 7:00 a.m. Don't worry though, me and heather somehow missed the first bus.. walked back to our apartment to scrape her car off.. saw another bus approaching our stop and SPRINTED to our bus stop across the icy street. All i could think of was slipping on the ice, breaking my back, and not having to take my final this morning. But alas, I did it. I think I did quite well.


This just in: I failed my math final i took a few days ago.. because Mr. 9 &3/4(he only has half a thumb on one hand) doesnt teach. he just shows us magic tricks. (Dude, whats with me getting screwed with professors? First, i had Yi Hong the ENGLISH professor who had never been to america, second.. the math teacher who can't add. awesome.) So i studied so hard for a week straight, and still failed. but don't worry, im not SUPER stupid, the class average was 50%. Though i usually blame my unfortunate experiences on outside factors, this one is legit. He sucks at his job. So, whatever. I still passed the class, life will go on, the sun will still rise, my mom still loves me. whoooo cares :)


When i was riding the aggie bus home this morning, 'chestnuts roasting on an open fire' came on the radio and i almost shed tears of sheer joy. No more cramming. No more library. No more of my butt falling asleep from sitting too long. I'm homeward bound. :) Next up: going to work for my hospice patients again, christmas, my 20th birthday, and new years eve. I feel like doing something irrational. like.. buying a puppy. don't tell my dad!

HOORAH!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS! EVERYONE!