Well, I am in a bit of a bad mood right now so I doubt this will be a very happy blog. 
Actually, it will start happy, because I picked up Jean-Marc from the airport this friday. He is finally home and out of the army for good!
I had a great time being with him this weekend. We had a nice little BBQ sunday so friends and family could come see him. His brother and my sister came up from so cal to see us. Good times.
Anyway, on to my ranting. hehe I have an essay due in less than 12 hours. I knew about it for a few weeks so far so I should have done it before JM came home, but, alas, I did not. I am a procrastinator, always have been. Anyway, I read a whole book today hoping to use it as the topic for my essay. However, now I cannot seem to find a way to make it fit into any of the essay prompts. Grrrrr
I am so pissed at myself for not doing this earlier or for at least not thinking this through better.
Also, I read on the prompt that all essays will be given one whole grade lower for everyday that it is late. Now comes out the underachiever in me that is like "Hey, I'll just turn it in on thursday and maybe I'll still get a B." I think I am my own worst enemy!
Just to make things a little worse I have an exam tomorrow as well. Fun. Bleh. I am not really worried about it though I am also not looking forward to it.
One thing that it is really bumming me out right now is my hair. Yes, my hair. My sister cut it before she left because I asked her to. However, there must have been a misunderstanding because I did not get at all what I really wanted. I actually hate my haircut. I don't know that I have ever hated my hair like this before. I felt so bad cuz I didn't want to hurt my sister's feelings because she is good at cutting hair. I think the haircut is done well I just hate the style on me. JM and my dad think it's cute so maybe once I get over my anger I'll like it. Today when I was trying to style it I found myself trying to mess it up and then I started crying on the bathroom floor. It was weird. I know it's just hair and It will grow. Why does it bug me so much? I just keep thinking "ugly" when I see it. Maybe if my anger subsides a bit I'll post pics of it, but for now I don't want to see it. It will grow. It will grow. It will grow . . .
Lauren, Val and i came home to a very messy house. This weekend our other housemate, Shira, threw a party and did not clean it up at all. We are all pretty ticked off about it. Currently, Thor (the kitty) is trying to take down some of the decorations. How nice of him. Anyway, we all need to have a house meeting and talk about the extreme mess that is Shira.
Generally, I am bummed out. I am sort of having one of those few days. Although, it is all set against the extreme happyness I feel about having my honeybunny home.
I have pretty much decided to write my essay tomorrow and turn it in late. I best go prepare a bit for my exam.
Guten Nacht.
Actually, it will start happy, because I picked up Jean-Marc from the airport this friday. He is finally home and out of the army for good!
I had a great time being with him this weekend. We had a nice little BBQ sunday so friends and family could come see him. His brother and my sister came up from so cal to see us. Good times.Anyway, on to my ranting. hehe I have an essay due in less than 12 hours. I knew about it for a few weeks so far so I should have done it before JM came home, but, alas, I did not. I am a procrastinator, always have been. Anyway, I read a whole book today hoping to use it as the topic for my essay. However, now I cannot seem to find a way to make it fit into any of the essay prompts. Grrrrr
I am so pissed at myself for not doing this earlier or for at least not thinking this through better. Also, I read on the prompt that all essays will be given one whole grade lower for everyday that it is late. Now comes out the underachiever in me that is like "Hey, I'll just turn it in on thursday and maybe I'll still get a B." I think I am my own worst enemy!
Just to make things a little worse I have an exam tomorrow as well. Fun. Bleh. I am not really worried about it though I am also not looking forward to it.
One thing that it is really bumming me out right now is my hair. Yes, my hair. My sister cut it before she left because I asked her to. However, there must have been a misunderstanding because I did not get at all what I really wanted. I actually hate my haircut. I don't know that I have ever hated my hair like this before. I felt so bad cuz I didn't want to hurt my sister's feelings because she is good at cutting hair. I think the haircut is done well I just hate the style on me. JM and my dad think it's cute so maybe once I get over my anger I'll like it. Today when I was trying to style it I found myself trying to mess it up and then I started crying on the bathroom floor. It was weird. I know it's just hair and It will grow. Why does it bug me so much? I just keep thinking "ugly" when I see it.
Maybe if my anger subsides a bit I'll post pics of it, but for now I don't want to see it. It will grow. It will grow. It will grow . . .Lauren, Val and i came home to a very messy house. This weekend our other housemate, Shira, threw a party and did not clean it up at all. We are all pretty ticked off about it. Currently, Thor (the kitty) is trying to take down some of the decorations. How nice of him. Anyway, we all need to have a house meeting and talk about the extreme mess that is Shira.
Generally, I am bummed out. I am sort of having one of those few days. Although, it is all set against the extreme happyness I feel about having my honeybunny home.
I have pretty much decided to write my essay tomorrow and turn it in late. I best go prepare a bit for my exam.
Guten Nacht.
phoenixgirl:
Hey sweetie...I am so happy that your man is finally out of the army, now you dont have to worry about that anymore...I do hear you on the procrastination, I am the same way big time...I had it under control for a while, but its back, and hard to control...I hope you post a pic of your hair, I would love to see it...I felt the same after getting my hair cut short, it turned out bad, and I hated it, but after I played with it for a while, it grew on me, but now I am back to hating it again, because it is growing out and doesnt look right..oh well!
dixy:
thanks so much! i hope things get better and you cheer up soon xxx