Change is Everything
"In Between Dreams" has something for everyone.
For Steven, June 2005 - early August 2005.
"Sitting, Waiting, Wishing"
For Harry, mid-August 2005
"No Other Way"For Brian, late August 2005 - now and a while yet, I think. :)
"Better Together" and
"Banana Pancakes"Dammit, Jack, quit reading my mind.
-shae
687 fillion dillion dollars.
Its funny, only after I get to college does the warning my mom gave me in second grade about taking my toys to school and other children snatching them seem valid.
Speaking of toys, I got my CAMERA! Its very tiny and sexy-- like someone you know, perhaps? I can't wait till I master using it and become a mad-cool photographer. :D
To Do:
- Feed Steve
- Clean room
- Organize desk
- Abs, Buns, and Thighs at 6
- Grocery shopping
- Passionfruit Juice
- Apples
- Salad mix
- Soup
- Drop off clothes at Goodwill
Bon Jovi is in MY BRAIN!
I almost typed "in my brian". We can tell where my mind is. ^_^
Last night, Brian played the most interesting song for me.. the chorus goes something like this:
Rah rah Rasputin!
Lover of the Russian queen
Rah rah Rasputin!
Russia's greatest love machine!Needless to say, its been stuck in my head all morning.
I'm really tired right now.. running off of four hours of sleep and a soup can. I really want to just go home and crash, but I still have a test to take. After the test I'm going to go see my baby for a little while, then I can sleep.
Not a whole lot going on, really.. Brian and I are going to see Band Marino (FINALLY) this Saturday and next Tuesday we're going to the opera for Valentine's Day. I'm excited. ^^
The rough draft of my paper is due next Friday (2/17) and I haven't done my surveys or interviews or whatever yet nor do I have a topic. I'm afraid that this is probably going to make me quite antsy for the next week or two. I might have to take Saturday before the concert and Sunday to do some of the work. UGH. I MOTHERFUCKING HATE PAPERS.
Seriously. Papers should burn in hell. *beats forehead on desk*
Part of me wants to withdraw from the class and take it again later, but I need to take as many classes as I can, and get as many good grades as I can so I can keep my scholarship.
I got my Trig exam back today. 71 on the non-calculator part, and a 53 on the calculator part. God damnit. This is not how this is supposed to go. Unfortunately, while looking at the ones I missed (all worth six points apiece) I couldn't detect too many stupid mistakes, so this time its a problem of me not understanding the material.
Now suddenly I'm remembering all the reasons I rebelled against going to college in the first place. I can't write, and math is a pain in the ass. Anything I want to learn is hands-on and I can usually teach myself. Fucking gen ed classes.
This means I need to devote more time to studying and working on these damn papers. As if I don't have enough to do. Fuck Fuck Fuck.
Argh. ><
-shae
And now for something completely different.
Now I'm eating
while I post. Fun times!
Brian and I woke up at around two-thirty, after going to bed around five-thirty this morning. It was nice, but we didn't get much time to do anything because now I have to get ready for work and eat before I head over to his place.
We are going to the arboretum party tonight, so that's going to be fun. :D
Brian got me a Lake Pickett Correctional Facility t-shirt of my very own!! In case you don't know, that's the name of his crew team. So I have a crew team shirt I can wear. ^__^ I'm very excited about that.
Not much time to talk-- I'm wolfing down food so I can go see my boy.
We watched 40-Year-Old Virgin last night. Awesomely funny movie, but the uncut version isn't as funny, sadly. :(
Whee!
-shae
Thunder is sexy.
Brian called and apologized while I was feeding Steve yesterday. I wasn't really mad anymore by that point, but I appreciated it nonetheless.
I cleaned my room. O_O Holy shit. The closet is organized neatly, almost all of my clothes are put away, and only one drawer is completely full of stuff. It all looks really really good. I'm quite proud of myself.
After finishing up my room, I left an IM for Brian on his computer, apologizing for overreacting and when he came back I invited him to go shopping with me. We goofed around in the WalMart Market for a little while and hung out at my place watching a South Park episode in which Jesus and the Super Best Friends take on David Blaine. Quite funny, really.
Unfortunately, by the time I got him back home and got ready for bed, it was almost four in the morning. Since I had to get up at six-thirty, I just figured I would stay up and sleep after class. Good plan, except A) I set my alarm for PM instead of AM (I do this entirely too often) and B) I was really tired already. So I missed my classes today.. woke up around eight to the sound of heavy rain and thunder.
This most likely means that Brian and I won't get to go show off my sexy new bathing suit at the UCF pool, and I'm wondering how its going to affect the arboretum party that I want to go to.
Its very peaceful right now.. there's a faint light coming through the window, and the sounds of rain and typing are the only things I hear. My room is clean and I feel good about everything today.
Foodles now, though. I haven't eaten anything yet.
-shae
Open the vents and step back!
Here I am, FIVE HOURS after I had planned to start my day, in my underwear and a shirt, getting ready to go out and start my errands. Quite obviously, I've missed yoga.
Why am I five hours late, you might ask? Brian and I went to bed late, so he slept in while I went to class. When I came home, I laid down again, planning to get up around noon and get started. Instead I wake up around two-forty-five. This is okay. I needed the sleep and I really enjoyed laying around with Brian.
But now its time to get up. I have many things to do, most of which have time limits on them. Yoga at four, signing my lease before five (which means before three-thirty since yoga lasts for an hour), and then squeezing in everything else I need to do without feeling horribly rushed.
I make a couple of attempts to get up, all of which are thwarted. This is somewhat okay.. I enjoy laying around, whatever. Then I get hungry and suddenly there's a third thing to squeeze into forty-five minutes. I realize there's no suitable "pre-workout" food in the apartment, am still trying to get Brian to let me out of bed, and Erica's heading out to sign her lease. I manage to head out with Erica and we get that all taken care of. Only now its three-fifty and all I've had to eat are Nilla Wafers. I'm not gonna make it to Yoga.
Brian encourages me to do a lot of things, like take up my programming again, get my A+, and go to Yoga and Pilates. He also tells me that I can tell him I need a day to work and that he won't mind. He teases me about the fact that I haven't done my laundry in a while, teases me when I haven't shaved or had time to take a shower, and tells me I should do my homework and go to class.
How the fuck am I supposed to do any of these things when telling him I have to leave now to go do something, or that I need to get up and do work makes him either pout (which makes me feel bad and feel like I need to stay and make him happy so I leave him with a smile) or makes him pull me closer, thus frustrating me even while I enjoy being close to him?
I would be saying this to him instead of writing it here, but I don't really trust myself right now. I'm very aggravated, especially since he PROMISED me that today I'd be able to do my stuff and I don't want to be angry when I talk to him. However, if I cool down about it, then its just not worth dealing with at the time.
I kind of want to go lay out by the pool with Erica, but I have too much to do, and Brian has my bathing suit.
Over.
-shae
Fetch me my slippers, go on the paper, and stop meowing.
Barenaked Ladies is certainly influencing my choice of title a lot this week.
Today was not nearly as productive as I had hoped. A large part of that is because when I came home I found Brian still sleeping in my bed, having skipped his first two classes. As soon as I sit down and finish writing the list of things I want to accomplish since I have some free time, he pulls me down on to the bed and makes me do something I want to do instead of any of the things I need to do.
I'm not complaining, but that led to me running out of energy because I had had a mediocre breakfast. So I set the alarm and try and sleep till one (roughly an hour of sleep) but didn't fall asleep till around twelve-thirty for various reasons. So at one, I'm all "Screw this" and set the alarm again for three. This causes me to miss Pilates. At three, I set it for four, and now I'm finally getting up to eat and get ready for work.
The reading, my shower, and anything else I could have gotten done will happen tonight after I get done closing at work or tomorrow after classes before the yoga class that I WILL go to, come hell or high water.
So the modified to do list goes as such:
Tonight:
Shower
Read for Rel2300
Tomorrow:
Feed Steve
Clean floor
Remove closet doors
Start organizing closet
Clean clothes
Yoga
Maybe at some point I can start rolling some of my coins and get my Quicken books in order. There's also a scholarship thingy at Pegasus Landing at seven that I might want to hit Thursday night. Brian will be at Crew practice, I think.
I'm not mad at Brian for distracting me from my To-Do list at all-- I really enjoyed getting to just relax with him today. I'm mostly frustrated with myself because it caused me to push everything else much farther back. Hopefully closing will be good because of the extra sleep I got.
Now to eat. I always end a post by eating or wanting to eat.
-shae