I really AM bipolar
So, yeah. Better now. This week beginning rocked. And about time too, cause my weekend sucked serious ass. There are details, but some don't like lengthy bits, so I will make it short. Yay new friends!
Monday: I woke up at 4:30 am monday after like an hour and a half of sleep so I could drive my sister to work for a business trip so I could keep the car for work that night, (which was also good). On the way back it was still dark out and I had the road near all to myself. I was almost surreal being that I am in LA. Not to mention the fact that I was cracked out from no sleep. So, I stayed awake and looked online for boesh's reply of how his job interview went and he, in fact, was online at the time so I stayed up talking with him. Then I took a shower and was all productive and multitask-like. I was chillin in undies and a towel on my head and was really having fun. I was going through the steps of washing my face and while each one dried I was cooking, making coffee AND holding up a conversation. Needless to say, he was highly amused at the site of me with a towel on my head and undies running about the house and then poking and examining myself ... haha, great fun. So then I go to school and before leaving my final class I say to a classmate in spanish (class and literally) "I want to know you better" he was like "wait, what?" I repeated and he said "Well, when can you?" to which I replied, "when we talk" I smiled, then said chao. Then home with Gaily and Diana as usual, then work. I drove there, but it turns out that you have to park on the top of Best Buy nearby. So, I go and it is P A C K E D. There are the typical parking spaces, then there are cars parked perpendicularly behind them. So, I accidentally rubbed against someones bumper while I was pulling in scratching some of the paint off. Not good, but no one saw. So work was good and my supervisor (18) also likes alanis so we were singing while closing. Then home and Evya had just woken up so we talked. I had so much coffee at work that I wasn't tired. I stayed up till about 7 with him then decided I should take a nap before school.
Tuesday: Alarm went off at 8 like it was supposed to, then the phone rings and it was 12:30. Yeah ... oops. I spring from bed and the first word out of my mouth? "FUCK!" I answer it and it is my sister's girlfriend. I was out of it and upset because I had missed my class and I really didn't mean to this time. So I decide to sleep more and I get up at four, then I walk the dog and take another nap. I wake up at seven and stay up all night with Boesh again. It was a beautiful night and we had a good conversation and shared music and he said something that really surprised me, but that I found really sweet... ~half smile, heh~ So, when it becomes like 4 or 5 in the morning I start doing homework for Spanish and trying to study for my midterm in counseling. Then I decide to take a nap at 8, I think, to get up at nine and get ready for school.
Wednesday: I got ready for school, walked to the 7-11 a couple blocks away and got a mondo coffee and a cinnamon pastry thing to munch on. I get to school and take my midterm. I feel pretty good about it. So I leave early and go to Drescher Hall to go to the language lab before Spanish and I really didn't do any work :\. I think I looked at your entries on lj and that is it. So anyway, on to Spanish. It was really fun. We played a game and I went up and it was basically, class describes and article of clothing and you whack the image of it on the overhead with a flyswatter. I did this fairy leap thing to get one of them at the top right, heh, it was amusing. Anyway, as we(Gaily, Diana and I) were about to leave, Gaily was trying to decide on whether or not to go to the library. If she was, we told Diana she could leave and I would go with Gaily to keep her company, if not, we'd leave then. Well, Roberto (I want to know you better, from Monday) stayed after too and he was asking what we were going to do (in spanish) and I said, well, nothing, just go home after this. So he asked if I wanted to go for coffee. I told him I didn't have any money and he said, I am inviting you, so I agreed. I said bye to the girls and went with him. I was nervous, mind you, of the message I had put out. I am 19, he is 28 and ... yeah, no one has ever asked me "to coffee" before, so I had no idea what to expect. He was nothing but nice and chivalrous the whole time. He opened doors, held my backpack for me, he was really nice. Anyway, we went to the grassy area and just talked for hours. He was born in Chile and we had been assigned as partners in class before and we got along, hence the me wanting to know him better. So, yeah, it was really great, I wasn't intimidated, or felt threatened or anything while with him. I just felt safe. I didn't want to leave and he hinted that he wanted to take me to dinner because he was starving, but I had to get home, walk the dog and clean up the apartment. It was already six and Jenean was coming home from her business trip and I had no idea when. I gave him the typical Chilean farewell, a kiss on the cheek and a hug and it felt completely natural, no weirdness. Then, I get home and call Nina to see when she is going to get Jenean to see how fast I have to clean. Luckily, it wasn't till 11 and, for some reason, I had already picked up most of the mess before I left this morning. I just felt like I should in case she came home early. I wasn't expecting to stay after school. Anyway, so, I bid him farewell and got on the bus then wanted to kick myself because earlier we were talking about email and I forgot to give him mine. I really was sad to go, I had such a great time. He didn't treat me like I was younger or anything. So, given that I have time, I decide to pass out. I hadn't eaten anything since the cinnamon pastry thing and I didn't want to. I felt really nauseous. I have for the past few days. Jenean comes in at about midnight and says hello. I get up, walk the dog once more, then proceed to pass out again. No lunch, no dinner, just sleep.
Thursday: So, I wake up today feeling like a puffy, sleepy, alien not really knowing what is going on. I inform my sister of the time and am out of the door in a half an hour. Go me. Anyway, English was murder... plain and simple. I simply was not cut out for that class today. I was still sleepy and still feeling nausea on top of no food. Getting out of that class was the best thing about it. In the hall I run into Gaily and tell her about coffee and Roberto and she was surprised because she didn't know we had ever even talked before. Then at the bus I see Omid not looking too happy. He hadn't done as well as he would have liked on his english midterm and was stressing out about it. I got him laughing and he saw a fellow classmate on the bus so we were all laughing. When we got off I had missed my bus so is was HE who waited with ME this time. We had another good talk but I was truly saddened when he told me how he can get financial aid. He has to join the special services to qualify. Damn our military. But he said, "worst case scenario: I get sent to Iraq. Well, I told you that Persia shares a long border with Iraq so I can just jump over there, show them my passport, be friendly with Iraqi's and wave to American soldiers and act like nothing happened" You'd have to have seen his expressions and gestures. Gold, I say. It was funny, but it still scares me. Our government is not to be trusted when it comes to that, yet it has to come to that for an international student to get financial aid. Sad, sad, sad. Well, I did eat a green apple that had been in my backpack since Monday, but that was because it was bruised and I knew it was going to go bad and no one else would eat it. So, that is all the food I have had since yesterday's pastry.
Anyway, other than the insane stress of ending of the sememster projects, I am pretty happy with my life... AND my new friends : )
Monday: I woke up at 4:30 am monday after like an hour and a half of sleep so I could drive my sister to work for a business trip so I could keep the car for work that night, (which was also good). On the way back it was still dark out and I had the road near all to myself. I was almost surreal being that I am in LA. Not to mention the fact that I was cracked out from no sleep. So, I stayed awake and looked online for boesh's reply of how his job interview went and he, in fact, was online at the time so I stayed up talking with him. Then I took a shower and was all productive and multitask-like. I was chillin in undies and a towel on my head and was really having fun. I was going through the steps of washing my face and while each one dried I was cooking, making coffee AND holding up a conversation. Needless to say, he was highly amused at the site of me with a towel on my head and undies running about the house and then poking and examining myself ... haha, great fun. So then I go to school and before leaving my final class I say to a classmate in spanish (class and literally) "I want to know you better" he was like "wait, what?" I repeated and he said "Well, when can you?" to which I replied, "when we talk" I smiled, then said chao. Then home with Gaily and Diana as usual, then work. I drove there, but it turns out that you have to park on the top of Best Buy nearby. So, I go and it is P A C K E D. There are the typical parking spaces, then there are cars parked perpendicularly behind them. So, I accidentally rubbed against someones bumper while I was pulling in scratching some of the paint off. Not good, but no one saw. So work was good and my supervisor (18) also likes alanis so we were singing while closing. Then home and Evya had just woken up so we talked. I had so much coffee at work that I wasn't tired. I stayed up till about 7 with him then decided I should take a nap before school.
Tuesday: Alarm went off at 8 like it was supposed to, then the phone rings and it was 12:30. Yeah ... oops. I spring from bed and the first word out of my mouth? "FUCK!" I answer it and it is my sister's girlfriend. I was out of it and upset because I had missed my class and I really didn't mean to this time. So I decide to sleep more and I get up at four, then I walk the dog and take another nap. I wake up at seven and stay up all night with Boesh again. It was a beautiful night and we had a good conversation and shared music and he said something that really surprised me, but that I found really sweet... ~half smile, heh~ So, when it becomes like 4 or 5 in the morning I start doing homework for Spanish and trying to study for my midterm in counseling. Then I decide to take a nap at 8, I think, to get up at nine and get ready for school.
Wednesday: I got ready for school, walked to the 7-11 a couple blocks away and got a mondo coffee and a cinnamon pastry thing to munch on. I get to school and take my midterm. I feel pretty good about it. So I leave early and go to Drescher Hall to go to the language lab before Spanish and I really didn't do any work :\. I think I looked at your entries on lj and that is it. So anyway, on to Spanish. It was really fun. We played a game and I went up and it was basically, class describes and article of clothing and you whack the image of it on the overhead with a flyswatter. I did this fairy leap thing to get one of them at the top right, heh, it was amusing. Anyway, as we(Gaily, Diana and I) were about to leave, Gaily was trying to decide on whether or not to go to the library. If she was, we told Diana she could leave and I would go with Gaily to keep her company, if not, we'd leave then. Well, Roberto (I want to know you better, from Monday) stayed after too and he was asking what we were going to do (in spanish) and I said, well, nothing, just go home after this. So he asked if I wanted to go for coffee. I told him I didn't have any money and he said, I am inviting you, so I agreed. I said bye to the girls and went with him. I was nervous, mind you, of the message I had put out. I am 19, he is 28 and ... yeah, no one has ever asked me "to coffee" before, so I had no idea what to expect. He was nothing but nice and chivalrous the whole time. He opened doors, held my backpack for me, he was really nice. Anyway, we went to the grassy area and just talked for hours. He was born in Chile and we had been assigned as partners in class before and we got along, hence the me wanting to know him better. So, yeah, it was really great, I wasn't intimidated, or felt threatened or anything while with him. I just felt safe. I didn't want to leave and he hinted that he wanted to take me to dinner because he was starving, but I had to get home, walk the dog and clean up the apartment. It was already six and Jenean was coming home from her business trip and I had no idea when. I gave him the typical Chilean farewell, a kiss on the cheek and a hug and it felt completely natural, no weirdness. Then, I get home and call Nina to see when she is going to get Jenean to see how fast I have to clean. Luckily, it wasn't till 11 and, for some reason, I had already picked up most of the mess before I left this morning. I just felt like I should in case she came home early. I wasn't expecting to stay after school. Anyway, so, I bid him farewell and got on the bus then wanted to kick myself because earlier we were talking about email and I forgot to give him mine. I really was sad to go, I had such a great time. He didn't treat me like I was younger or anything. So, given that I have time, I decide to pass out. I hadn't eaten anything since the cinnamon pastry thing and I didn't want to. I felt really nauseous. I have for the past few days. Jenean comes in at about midnight and says hello. I get up, walk the dog once more, then proceed to pass out again. No lunch, no dinner, just sleep.
Thursday: So, I wake up today feeling like a puffy, sleepy, alien not really knowing what is going on. I inform my sister of the time and am out of the door in a half an hour. Go me. Anyway, English was murder... plain and simple. I simply was not cut out for that class today. I was still sleepy and still feeling nausea on top of no food. Getting out of that class was the best thing about it. In the hall I run into Gaily and tell her about coffee and Roberto and she was surprised because she didn't know we had ever even talked before. Then at the bus I see Omid not looking too happy. He hadn't done as well as he would have liked on his english midterm and was stressing out about it. I got him laughing and he saw a fellow classmate on the bus so we were all laughing. When we got off I had missed my bus so is was HE who waited with ME this time. We had another good talk but I was truly saddened when he told me how he can get financial aid. He has to join the special services to qualify. Damn our military. But he said, "worst case scenario: I get sent to Iraq. Well, I told you that Persia shares a long border with Iraq so I can just jump over there, show them my passport, be friendly with Iraqi's and wave to American soldiers and act like nothing happened" You'd have to have seen his expressions and gestures. Gold, I say. It was funny, but it still scares me. Our government is not to be trusted when it comes to that, yet it has to come to that for an international student to get financial aid. Sad, sad, sad. Well, I did eat a green apple that had been in my backpack since Monday, but that was because it was bruised and I knew it was going to go bad and no one else would eat it. So, that is all the food I have had since yesterday's pastry.
Anyway, other than the insane stress of ending of the sememster projects, I am pretty happy with my life... AND my new friends : )