Today I was able to register for next semester so I'm feeling a metamorphosis coming on. Like emergence from a cocoon, shedding my current class will be oh so nice. I'll be just like a butterfly/student hybrid. Watch out for my giant proboscis. Don't actually know where I'm going with any of this. I guess I was just looking for an excuse to use a big ol' scientific word. Crusty should be proud.
So yeah. School. I'll be taking two classes. My Spanish class (finally! a class pertaining to my major!) will be Monday and Wednesday from 2-4 pm. I'm getting some beef about this but I doubt my work will be affected that much with 4 hours of absence a week. Then it will be back to work for some catch-up and a return to campus from 6-7:15 for a California History and Culture class. Learn a bit about my roots. Or something. I like the idea of this schedule. Leaves lots of time for gym going. Cuz I rejoined. And stuff. Wow... days like this I wonder if it's even worth blogging. What a bore!
a combination of delight and amazement."
- My health has been much better since the tonsils were removed
- My ability to make the Jetson's car/Wookie sounds has returned
- My family is close even if sometimes it leads to drama
- My nephew has taken his first steps
- My car has only 12 more payments
- My friends all manage to keep in touch even though they live far away
- My schooling seems like it's almost over
- My parents bought me a La-Z-Boy for Christmas
- My job hands out fat bonuses
- My finances seem to be in order
- My lengthy holiday weekend starts in 9 hours
I hope you all have a fantastic Thanksgiving and that you can make a list twice as long as mine.
Happy Turkey Day a day early.
It's funny, the other day my bong, which I use to smoke tobacco products of course, rolled off the counter top and the bowl broke. Wouldn't you know it? The next day I won that football pool and was able to get it fixed without it hurting my already depleted funds. Then I started to stress about Christmas and going to Disneyland with Crusty and how I could afford all of it when I get an email from the family I used to nanny for. They want me to house/dog/babysit for a weekend. I told them that if they covered the cost of my gas that would be awesome and she countered with paying me $250 instead. I don't know who is watching out for my finances because it certainly isn't me but I just want to say THANK YOU!!!
That's my mom and today she is enjoying her birthday on a cruise ship in Bermuda. Must be nice. Since she left a week ago I have a new found appreciation for her and all the things she does when she's here. It wasn't long ago that I realized she and I weren't just relatives but we were friends, too. Know how I knew? She bought me a pillow that says, "A daughter is just a little girl who grows up to be a friend." Cheesy but true. She's a great mom, grandma, daughter, sister and friend. Three cheers for the elderly!
Do you see it too? Or are you too distracted by the chichis?
HLP is the hard rocker in this relationship, I tend to lean more towards cheesy pop. Sue me. Evanescence is a nice blend of the two. The lead singer (I think her name is Amy?) has a very classical voice. It almost sounds like she should be singing in a Broadway musical like The Phantom of the Opera... It's quite a juxtaposition to the hard rocking guitars and drums. Plus? She plays the piano and that is possibly my favorite musical instrument so I was pleased.
Perhaps the best part of the concert, however, was the people sitting in front of us. They were no stranger to the flask and man did they like to sing along. I'm a nosy son of a gun so you know I was eavesdropping and the boy in the striped hoodie in front of me was turning 18 the next day so his compadres decided to get him good and wasted. He kept swaying to and fro in the fashion one does when they are about to boot. It was pretty hilarious. I wonder if he ever chummed or if he was able to tough it out. For HLP's sake, I threw a grito to the band before we left. All in all, a super way to spend a Sunday.
Ever since I moved out of my parents' house when I was 19 I have pretty much bounced between living arrangements every year or so, maybe two years max. I've been living in my current abode for about a year and a half and am getting that itch to move again, not because I dislike my apartment per se, but because I have been in one place too long.
The same applies to work. Since my first job at the age of 17, I've pretty much worked a max of a year and found something new. That was mostly retail until I found the job at Camp and worked there for four years. I guess now that I'm grown I'm not exactly going to be looking for a new job every year and I think that's what is giving a stagnant feel to my life.
School is progressing nicely and I still have my eye on the prize but I still have 10 classes until I can finally call that bachelor's degree my own. This semester has been a bit of a bust as I had to drop one class and will have missed about 6 days of the other. I just don't have the same kind of motivation as before. It's like I need a new goal or a new focus and I just can't think of anything to devote my attention to.
BFF and I have basically discussed, and will continue to discuss, diet and exercise to death and I just don't want losing weight to be something I obsess about any more. As a matter of fact, after work I have plans to buy pants in size 12 just because I'm tired of worrying about what number is on a tag inside my clothing that no one but me needs to see.
Maybe it's Oxnard and knowing that my secret getaway to San Francisco is no longer an option as my tio has moved to Germany. Maybe I'm overdue for a vacation and knowing that I'm negative hours for at least 6 months is secretly gnawing away at my soul. Maybe I miss BFF and Crusty. Too many maybes.
So that's where I am and why I've been scarce on the blog posting. I am evaluating my life and determining what needs to happen from this point on. Is it my biological clock ticking? Is it the desire to have a yard and a puppy? Is it that I want a family of my own? Is it the Prozac? I guess only time will tell.