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the last two days have absolutely sucked, it must've been karma from the great weekend i had with nick in sonoma.
sunday night after an awesome two days in sonoma i discovered that i had missed the tryouts for lifeguarding completely (i was completely devestated). i am such an idiot. anyways, i make plans for the next day to go with nick to santa cruz to beg to be let to tryout which i assumed since it is santa cruz that they would let me and also to get kira a board. well, i get to lifeguard headquarters and give somebody my resume and he said that they usually do something to let people tryout even if they missed it. that made me incredibly happy. i felt like dancing until i got to my car and found my keys. inside my locked car on my seat...taunting me. stupid keys. so i had to call AAA, but i don't have a card. i called my grandparents since they have a car and there was no way in hell i was going to call my mom. but my grandad wasn't there by the time the AAA guy came and he had to leave since the cardholder wasn't there. what a screwed up system, honestly. i started crying while nick held me after that cuz i was so frustrated with AAA and myself for being dumb enough to lock my keys in my car, AGAIN. last year at captain's tryouts, in i swear the same exact parking spot on the warf, i locked my keys in the car...such an idiot. anyways, my grandad finally got there and the AAA guy came and got my keys out in less than two seconds. all that work and stress for less than 2 seconds of work. wonderful.
anyways, i was pretty drained after that and not sleeping well sunday night so nick and i went back to my dorm to take a nap, wake my roomate up, and get her a board. or so i assumed. she wasn't there and she wasn't picking up her cell phone. thus, we just took a nap for about an hour before deciding to check back at headquarters to see if the head dude was there. he was and he basically said that i had completely messed up and there was nothing that he or i could do.
that just about killed me, especially since the other guy sounded so sure about me getting the job still anyways. so i broke down in the car driving back. such a horrible drive. had nick not been in the car with me i would have definetely just pulled off onto a side street and cried for about an hour. but nick's prescence always makes me feel better, so i was able to keep myself together mostly.
when we reached his house i was utterly exhausted so we took a nap. i ate a little aferwards cuz my stomach was bothering me thinking that food would make me feel better. nope. i ended up throwing up three times at nicks. what fun. and to make matters so much better my mom called after each session of vomiting (i swear she has hidden censors or something that tell her the perfect time to yell at me to make my life more miserable). and she screamed at me everytime about why i wasn't home yet. thanks mom. i feel soooo much better and able to drive home now.
i finally decided to head home after round 3. then i discovered i had diarehha...ew. yea. ew. anyways, once i was home i stumbled into the bathroom and threw up three more times. i spent another hour just laying down in the bathroom cuz i felt really really dizzy and about to black out. i even asked my mom to take me to the hospital cuz i felt that horrible and the whole blacking out thing scared me, but my mother flat out refused to. once agian, thanks.
this morning, after a horrible night of sleep, i woke at 7:30 in the morning to my mother screaming at my brother and then me for leaving everything in the car. sorry mom, cuz i was sooo able to clean out the car last night. and yea, i've spent the day just sleeping in between being called and/or screamed at.
oh and i've lost 10 pounds in the last two days, probably cuz i haven't eaten a thing, except for choking down a cup of soup and 4 saltines (it was supposed to be 5, didn't make it that far). i was 135 when i weighed myself in the morning on monday. tonight i weighed myself and i'm 125. wow.
now for sleep...i think.
sunday night after an awesome two days in sonoma i discovered that i had missed the tryouts for lifeguarding completely (i was completely devestated). i am such an idiot. anyways, i make plans for the next day to go with nick to santa cruz to beg to be let to tryout which i assumed since it is santa cruz that they would let me and also to get kira a board. well, i get to lifeguard headquarters and give somebody my resume and he said that they usually do something to let people tryout even if they missed it. that made me incredibly happy. i felt like dancing until i got to my car and found my keys. inside my locked car on my seat...taunting me. stupid keys. so i had to call AAA, but i don't have a card. i called my grandparents since they have a car and there was no way in hell i was going to call my mom. but my grandad wasn't there by the time the AAA guy came and he had to leave since the cardholder wasn't there. what a screwed up system, honestly. i started crying while nick held me after that cuz i was so frustrated with AAA and myself for being dumb enough to lock my keys in my car, AGAIN. last year at captain's tryouts, in i swear the same exact parking spot on the warf, i locked my keys in the car...such an idiot. anyways, my grandad finally got there and the AAA guy came and got my keys out in less than two seconds. all that work and stress for less than 2 seconds of work. wonderful.
anyways, i was pretty drained after that and not sleeping well sunday night so nick and i went back to my dorm to take a nap, wake my roomate up, and get her a board. or so i assumed. she wasn't there and she wasn't picking up her cell phone. thus, we just took a nap for about an hour before deciding to check back at headquarters to see if the head dude was there. he was and he basically said that i had completely messed up and there was nothing that he or i could do.
that just about killed me, especially since the other guy sounded so sure about me getting the job still anyways. so i broke down in the car driving back. such a horrible drive. had nick not been in the car with me i would have definetely just pulled off onto a side street and cried for about an hour. but nick's prescence always makes me feel better, so i was able to keep myself together mostly.
when we reached his house i was utterly exhausted so we took a nap. i ate a little aferwards cuz my stomach was bothering me thinking that food would make me feel better. nope. i ended up throwing up three times at nicks. what fun. and to make matters so much better my mom called after each session of vomiting (i swear she has hidden censors or something that tell her the perfect time to yell at me to make my life more miserable). and she screamed at me everytime about why i wasn't home yet. thanks mom. i feel soooo much better and able to drive home now.
i finally decided to head home after round 3. then i discovered i had diarehha...ew. yea. ew. anyways, once i was home i stumbled into the bathroom and threw up three more times. i spent another hour just laying down in the bathroom cuz i felt really really dizzy and about to black out. i even asked my mom to take me to the hospital cuz i felt that horrible and the whole blacking out thing scared me, but my mother flat out refused to. once agian, thanks.
this morning, after a horrible night of sleep, i woke at 7:30 in the morning to my mother screaming at my brother and then me for leaving everything in the car. sorry mom, cuz i was sooo able to clean out the car last night. and yea, i've spent the day just sleeping in between being called and/or screamed at.
oh and i've lost 10 pounds in the last two days, probably cuz i haven't eaten a thing, except for choking down a cup of soup and 4 saltines (it was supposed to be 5, didn't make it that far). i was 135 when i weighed myself in the morning on monday. tonight i weighed myself and i'm 125. wow.
now for sleep...i think.