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8:38 AM - 10/27/2005 - comments {1} - post commentShare and enjoy Good Deal
I am so passing my classes. I did my average check on my classes this morning and I am making B averages in each of them!!
The bad news: I bombed so bad on the midterms.
I really thought I had done a good job but I guess I didn't study enough. I kinda did the "Whatever. I'll Pass" thing...Boy was I wrong!
D came by and said "S'up" to me. FOr you who don't know K&D speak that means "What ya wanna do? Be friends? More than friend? What?" Well not this girl. I say "Nothing with you!" and (pat on back) go far away from him. He is going to jail this Friday and he wants some from me....oh well! He better go look elsewhere, not this girl, not this time. 11:00 AM - 10/26/2005 - comments {0} - post commentShare and enjoy WelcomeTo the craziness of my life. Not today though. UH HUH no way. Today I managed to get all three kids asleep at the same time. Imagine that. Ya think my parenting skills are improving? Well I do. On top of that I have went from a C average to a B average in my classes so I must be doing something right, right? Someone give me an answer please!!! Alrighty then...I am alone here. Well in that case I will pat myself on the back and say good job to myself. 4:12 PM - 10/24/2005 - comments {2} - post commentShare and enjoy Me today
5:24 PM - 10/20/2005 - comments {0} - post commentShare and enjoy Cool site I found!!!Ok a little bit of a lie....i ran across it because it was pointed out to me in one of my groups but I thought it would be cool to share. It is a live cam of African animals. I mean it is an ongoing cam that is always showing animals at this pond in Africa. It is kinda cool and my kids love it! Check it out some time! http://www9.nationalgeographic.com/ngm/wildcamafrica/wildcam.html 5:07 PM - 10/20/2005 - comments {0} - post commentShare and enjoy So much to sayI
feel like the world is spinning faster than I am. I keep trying to play
catch up with myself, though I am making progress. I got my paper
handed in three days earlier than I thought I was going to. Even though
my midterms are due this week, I am not stressing it because once they
are done I know I will be on my vacation for a few days, with no
stressing over the school work.
I have begun to understand the inner workings of the friendship I am surrounded with. The girls all know their boyfriend/husbands are flirting with me. The guys all know the other ones are trying to get in. The guy I am kinda seeing (though I can't stand him) is clueless to it all. THe thing is we all walk around acting like nothing is going on until one day, probably sooner than later, it will blow up all over everyone and then none of us will be friends anymore. Wanna know the funniest part? One of the girls (the closest one to being my best friend) is also trying to get with me. Everyone is convinced we are already together but it isn't like that. Yes, both of our children see the other as a parent. Yes we spend AT LEAST ten to twelve hours together. Yes, we are really close and super honest with each other. Yes, we are almost like the same person. But the one thing the others are forgetting is the fact that we are not swinging that way together. We just aren't. We have a very good relationship as friends. 8:23 PM - 10/10/2005 - comments {0} - post commentShare and enjoy Sad....i do not even know where to begin. i am so sad at the fact that my life is so completely out of control. things are messed up all over the place.
it is definately enough to make a person sad i guess. i know it is bitching and complaining but damn my feelings are hurt. i just want things to get better and things to be right in my life again. i want to be happy. i want to sleep for so long it is all gone away when i awake. i want to not breath because it is taking too much effort to do it. oh damn i don't know anymore. i want to not be sick. i want to not be sad. i want to not feel invisible. i want to not be lonely anymore. 11:19 PM - 10/6/2005 - comments {0} - post commentShare and enjoy Ok what is going on....Well my first thought is that I am
going to drop the algebra class because I am a complete math idiot. I
do not understand it nor do I want to. I think for a second I have it
and then POOF
it is gone. How in the world can any person understand it unless it
relates to something that makes sense every day? I mean if it isn't
something I cna relate to something else it is just purposeless to
me....plain and simple. I just want it to make sense.
Second thought is about the student
loans I got today. I am not sure what I am going to spend the money on
except to take the kids to the fair. From there it is just up in the
air. I put back the $600 I owed my dad so he doesn't kill me. I also
loaned a few bucks to a friend. Then I gave each of the kids a few
dollars for being so good and patient through all of the shit we have
been through lately... but now what? I dunno.
Last thought is the doctor's office
tomorrow. I hate to go but I have no choice. Just another day of trying
to fit too much in. I guess we will see how it works out and go from
there.
I guess I need to go lay with the
kiddies for a little while and then I will write some more. I got so
much left to say but I need to hang with them for a few too. Be back
later. See ya then...hehehe.
9:56 PM - 9/26/2005 - comments {0} - post commentShare and enjoy What's up with the cheering?I swear all I have saw on the blog sites is the cheerleading stuff. Kinda cool except it brings back the good and bad thoughts of being in high school.....FLASHBACK TO MY HS DAYS: I am 16 and trying out for cheerleading. I got the perfect bod (who knew?) and the perfect cheer. I go up to do my audition and days later get the inside scoop I was put on the squad. Not two weeks later I find out I am pregnant with my little miracle, Isaiah. I think I can keep it a secret and continue to be on the squad (at least until I show). Well with the perfect bod I had (meaning 5'7 89 pounds) it didn't take long for my little bundle of joy to make himself known to me and the world. I started showing just weeks after that (when I found out, I didn't realize I was already 3 1/2 months) and hence the end of my rule as a cheerleader.....hmmm good times good times. A few little secrets to let you in on... 1st That good bod I had then wasn't so much of a good bod as it was a sign of my anorexia/bulemia that no one took notice to. 2nd The cheerleaders really weren't my style anyways, seeing how I was in to skipping school and smoking in the bathroom and hanging with all the guys who just got out of jail. 3rd My little miracle baby and his signs of birth (ex. stretch marks and oh the fact he is right by my side everyday) have stayed a lot longer than any of the effects of cheerleading would have (though his father stayed less time, his effects stayed too). The moral of the story....well I am not sure there is one but it is always nice to share. Or maybe the moral is this: if you know someone who is 5'7 and weighs less than 110 ask them if they are alright. Another could-be moral: Babies are better than cheerleading, though a piece of advise to the cheerleaders....please wait it is harder than it looks. One last moral for thought: Anyone can be a cheerleader no matter what group your from....ya just have to go for it. 8:51 AM - 9/26/2005 - comments {0} - post commentShare and enjoy Life or something like it....So this is it I guess.....the begining of the I-will-never-have-another-baby blues. And who owuld have thought I of all people whould have got it. I mean most of the time I don't like the kids unless they are sleping and even then the snoring gets to me (just kidding they know I love them). But really, I was so happy when my smallest learned the art of the potty. All I could think was "Yeah no more wiping behinds." And I really cherish the sleeping all night part, the first thing I missed when I became a parent. But as I look back on it now, I think of the middle of the nights just the two, sometmes three of us, up for a feeding as we looked at the stars and I made them listen to the dreams I had for them. Or the times when, being a single parent, they look up at you with their biggest no-teeth grin, that says "You made me and I made you the best." and you know it is true? Or how about the soft sweet smell, after a bath, as they lay snuggled up to your chest, both of your hearts beating in the same place? Actually, now that I think about it I may be romanticizing it a little. Yes there were those times but they came so quickly and had so many of the not so pleasant ones in between, that I wonder if it evens out. But isn't it thouse times that help you through the others? Isn't the good times that keep you sane when you are in the ER at two in the morning with a cough that won't stop with one and a fever that won't stop with the others? Isn't it those times that make you keep that miserable baby book up to date? I mean who has time to sit and remember every last detail in detail? Not I that is for sure! Anyways, back to the problem at hand. What started all of this silliness to begin with is that ignorant sister I have. She has three kids already at the age of 23 and with the last one she had such a hard time i thought she was going to die. Then for the last 2 years since that one she has complained about the extra 60 pounds she is lugging around. So yeah I can see adding another 60 to it. She will be like an elephant yet complain about it! Then her husband is a dead beat (and yes I know I don't have one so I have no right to complain....ect ect.) so how does she know he will stick around?! Well I do have to give him and her credit....at least this time *fingers crossed* it is his. I give him credit for staying when the other three aren't his. Of course only one cae along after they were married but still it wasn't his, and if it was me I would have been gone! So maybe this is for the best, who knows. My "baby" (who tells me everyday she is a big girl) turned three a few weeks ago. Off into the world of big girls she will go, leaving me in the lost land of babyhood all alone. Then my son, the traitor, decided that he was going top up and turn seven this week. He tried to warn me that it was going to happen, that it was approaching fast, but no I just kept believing that he was going to stop at six. Then BAM! There he is two days from seven still sleeping in his silly Spiderman PJ's. I want to wake him to ask him "Don't you want ot stay six? I mean seven is practically grown and then no Spiderman..." but instead I let him lie in sleep, knowing the day soon approaches when he will trade Spiderman for girls and his bike for a car. No I will let him dream his happy little dream while he can. Anyways, it is off to nap time in my world. I need the sleep *thank goodness no babies* I guess this is the end of the baby blues, and good riddance. 11:06 AM - 3/14/2005 - comments {0} - post commentShare and enjoy |
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