Sorry!
Okay - it's just amazing how lack of a personal computer in the privacy of my own room makes blogging just much less do-able. So here I sit in the communal computer room, hoping nobody gets insomnia and decides to come down and read over my shoulder, and chanting "don't forget to clear the history" under my breath. Not my idea of fun. I am either getting my computer fixed this weekend or I'm buying a new one! (Most likely gonna just have my hard drive wiped clean, which sucks. Thank god I backed up all my personal files a few weeks ago. But still.... pooh.)
Okay - here's the bullet on life.
Last week N. showed up for drag ball (which I wore corset, miniskirt, fishnets and heels to) all weird, and they ended up leaving after only about 15-20 minutes, without hardly saying goodbye. I was fairly outraged, but too tipsy to dwell much on it. (oh yeah, we had done some face-to-face time the night before, so I was thinking things were going pretty well up till then)
Turns out the next day, THEY WERE STONED! Not just N., who had a limited time of recovery, but my friend from work who had SIX YEARS OF RECOVERY! I was in shock, and really pretty disappointed in them all, and completely wrote N. off. She finally called later that day to apologize, and I took the opportunity to tell her that it's one thing if she want's to throw away her chance at getting clean, but she shouldn't take others down with her. God I'm such a self-righteous prig sometimes. Oh well.
Hmmmmm, let's see.... also that night my "straight" neighbor finally admitted she wanted to sleep with me, and we kissed, which was against my better judgement but I just really wanted to, but then nothing else has happened cuz I sort of have a problem with the fact that she's ENGAGED to her BOYFRIEND of FOUR YEARS! I don't play that game, even if I might want to. Course, now I'm stuck being the one she pours out her little lesbian coming out of the closet saga to.... yay me. But she's a doll, and a good friend, and fun to boot, so it's all good.
School's been kicking my ass cuz I've been buried from all the work I missed while I was sick. But, I've got all my papers in except for the reading response I should be writing right now, and a paper proposal that's due Friday and will be written Thursday night. So I'm in good shape, finally. And I'm almost totally caught up on my reading as well, which is a nice feeling.
OH - Got an A- on my Heroine or Whore paper for American Studies, which was fairly gratifying. I get my Ed. Psych and WWII papers back tomorrow... keeping my fingers crossed that I can keep up this A-only streak for papers. It's exciting to realize that if I don't just totally drop the ball and self-destruct, I could make all As this semester! WooHoo!
Hmmmm.... let's see... what else? I think I'm staying here for summer (y'all don't tell Dad, he still wants me to come back to the evil empire) and working with the kids.
Oh, and I'm really getting firm on the idea of being a high school American history teacher.... I love everything about it, except for the lack of respect and lousy pay. But then, that comes with all my career choices - journalist, non-profit, education, mother. So might as well embrace it, eh?
On the health front, I'd have to say I'm back to normal, knock on wood. But since my Trinidadian friend is convinced it's my diet that made me so sick for so long, I am making a concerted effort to eat more vegetables. (had brussel sprouts tonight... yummy!) Also, I'm really thinking that it is an after-effect from the horrible Christmas I had, sort of a symptom of the system-shock I went through. Hopefully that won't continue to manifest itself that way, and I can make it through the rest of spring semester sans disease.
Next week is Spring Break.... but not for me. Gotta still work, gotta write a paper, gotta catch up on more reading, gotta clean my room, gotta do laundry. Yay. But I'm taking Tuesday off, and me and my pals are gonna do the movie matinee followed by sushi experience. ::::::::::::::where's K when I need her?::::::::::::::
Well, that's it that I can think of. No artful prose (like that every happens anyway, right?) but I thought I'd catch y'all up. I really missed writing here, it's definitely my journal/diary and I've always enjoyed having one. Just got to get my damn computer fixed.