Hell yeah, you tell 'em Neha. I can't stand "perfect" barbie girls like that. I'll take the smart nerdy girl any day over those kind.
sometimes i just want to scream at the world. but noooo.....i have to be one of those people that bottles it in because i don't want to upset anybody or make it worse. well, i'm sick and freakin tired of bottling it up. i was offered a second chance to be a part of my school's play production, running the lights. without me, they won't have any lights. the long play practices only last for next week. that's all, one freakin week. and can my mother allow it? noooo, no that would make me happy, pursuing my passion, and we just can't have that can we? my boyfriend is afraid to touch me, and it's starting to bother me. my "best friend" and him are always fighting. apparently he accidently hit her in the head with a crowbar (fake of course) during play practice (she stepped too close) and now she's been bitching about it 24/7. get over it, you went to the emergency room and you're perfectly fine. you've been perfectly fine for two weeks now, shutup. and every day when i get home from school, i get yelled at. i couldn't even step into the car at 9 last night when i got back from a track meet without getting screamed at. oh, and i can't even run track anymore because my stupid itb band (muscle) won't heal. but that doesn't stop the coach from ignoring me and running me constantly in the meets. AAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!
sick! i'm not happy because i've been sick for almost a month now...and I'm not fully recovered......I'M SICK of being SICK!
OK...so I have all the lights off in the office, I took some Aleve, I tried caffeine, the light from the monitor is like daggars shooting into my eyes, and now I feel queasy on top of it. I am not exactly feeling productive here at work.
I run the church office. I need to be here to answer phones and be here when someone comes in. Today I have to get SUnday bulletin finalized and work on the newsletter. But the presence in the office in the most important thing.
I've been faced with a dilemma. I bought my latest dog as a two-year old from the breeder, who had to downsize his stock due to neighbour complaints (I think that's what is really was). The dog is fine and he has settled in well. The dilemma is that the breeder has now asked me if he can use this dog to produce a litter with his remaining female. The two of them are half brother/sister ie they have one parent in common which I think is too close for breeding. Also, this person has a reputation for breeding indiscriminately which I disapprove of, but if he doesn't use my dog, he'll go ahead with another, probably of less quality, and have a litter anyway. It's quite late at night here and I have only just picked up the email having been out for the evening, so I will sleep on it for the time being...
Dal...you are not responsible for what he does with his dogs. You are responsible for what you do with yours. If you don't want your dog to stud for him...don't. You are not responsible for what he does after you say no. If you have another male dog who would be better...offer that one. If you know of someone else who has a dog that may be good...recommend that. Ultimately, he will do what he wants.
I have a love/hate relationship with Crash Bandicoot. We're going through some rough patches right now.
I went to bed last night and just lay there for like an hour because I couldn't fall asleep...then my fiance had to get up super early this morning, so I got up with him and went to bed on the couch after he left for work (I can't sleep in my bed alone). Again, I just lay there for forever because I couldn't sleep, but finally I drifted off... and then my mother-in-law started vacuuming. At 7 in the morning. And woke me up. I guess I just wasn't meant to sleep.
Ouch. Sorry to hear that. Try and take a nap later today? I'm a little bummed. I'm panicking because prom is in less than two weeks, I have no prom dress, no shoes, and still need to pen in an appointment for hair and nails or whatever I'm getting done. I have a party to go to tomorrow night, have no outfit for that, and its a hawaii theme, so nothing in my closet is helping. My parents are harping on me for spending my birthday money that's 'supposed to go toward your laptop' but since neither one of them are paying for my dress, shoes, limo ride with friends and ticket, I don't think I have much of a choice in the matter of spending it. I'm applying to nine different locations in hopes of getting a job, and plan on trying to start a small freelance writing career as a side thing to get some rep and have people catch sight of my writing before I get to the book publishing stage. To top it off my sister likes to remind me that she hates me, thinks I'm fat, and has no problem telling me that the rest of my family would be better off if I moved out of the house instead of staying for two more years while doing community college. /end rant of unhappiness
I want to, but I work at 3, so I'm sure where the nap would fit in... Sorry to hear about your struggles. Don't let your parents guilt you about spending your birthday money. It's *your* money, not theirs, so if you've decided to spend it on something else instead of a laptop, that's your business. And it's really mean of your sister to say stuff like that to you! Don't let her get you down. People who act like that shouldn't have any attention paid to them. Good luck with the job!
I'm really not happy at the fact that one of best friends has dumped into my lap the task of driving around these three people I don't really like on an upcoming holiday this summer. With any consultation on the matter.
*sigh* just got an email from my apprently upset boyfriend. seems that i made a below-the-belt comment at lunch today (which i honestly have no recollection of). now i'm upset because i have no idea what i did, and he refuses to talk to me. it's a vicious cycle. *heavy sigh for emphasis*
I honestly am the colour of a ripe tomato. That's what I get for standing out in the very hot sun for thirteen hours. It was a fun day, but the aftermath is not fun at all, especially as I've just realized that in twelve days I will be in my prom dress and in thirteen I will be flying out to California to give the most important interview in my life thus far and possibly ever, on camera and tomato-red. I hope this sunburn fades before then. Until then, I bought the industrial-size aloe vera.
The burn will probably fade before prom. In the meantime, I hope the aloe very helps! I'm unhappy because I found out last night that I no longer have any health insurance.
I'm desperately unhappy and have come home from my writers' group early, bawling my eyes out. Suffice it to say, I won't be going back.