*sings* Goin’ to the chapel and their gonna get ma-a-arried!
Today is THE DAY! Dinoman and his lovely bride are to be married today and I can’t express my excitement enough! Li’l ol’ me has to go about her school day today like nothing is new while the lovebirds are out west tying the knot. My classmates have already been asking what’s got into me.
This week I’ve been a bit on the moody side. Moody isn’t exactly what’s been going on, actually. If I’m going to be honest, I’d have to tell you that I’ve been an emotional train wreck. There have been moments, even days, that all I feel like doing is crying. For no real reason. Wednesday I was in the car headed to a friend’s place in CoMo when a song came on the stereo that reminded me of my grandfather and I started crying. He’s been gone for over 10 years now. Yeah, it’s still sad, but not to the point where I should be bawling in my car.
And yesterday, yesterday I was fine until about 4pm. Then I was angry at everyone and everything. Some of the things I was upset about are legitimate concerns. My roommate and I are having some issues. Or maybe I should put it this way, I’m having some issues with my roommate. She never cleans. Anything. I have washed and folded laundry(both of ours) twice in the last week. Her folded laundry is still sitting around the room in various piles. She just moves it when she needs to get around it. Also, those dirty dishes in the sink, not mine.
When I get stressed out and emotional, I clean and organize. She laughs at me. Honestly, I think she could learn a thing or two.
ANYWAY! The point of this post(I swear) was to celebrate Dinoman’s big day, not complain about my life. I just mean to get this point across: Today I have been smiley and bubbly and singing happy songs as I cruise down the walkway. THAT is how stoked I am for you, Dinoman.
The two of you are going to have a wonderful life together. Sure, there will be some hard times, but it’s like you always tell me: The goods make the bads so very worth it. The good will out-weigh the bad in the end.
Cherish her as I’m sure she’ll cherish you. My very best for the both of you, friend.
Your kindasorta adopted sister,
*Thriving Ivory’s song “Secret Life” is really touching me tonight. I’m not entirely sure why.
Life is definitely changing. I look at this semester, the way I’m interacting with people, the change in the way I conduct my relationships and the people they are with and I realize… I’m becoming an adult. I’ve always felt like I was a fairly mature individual for my age, but often times now I feel out of place with people my own age. Recently I’ve noticed that I’m seeking out people that are more responsible, more hard-working, and generally more prepared. That doesn’t really capture it. It’s like I’m irritated when people are incoherent. I want them to act out the things they say they believe. I also want them to stop looking at one situation and saying one thing and then looking at a similar situation and saying(or doing) the exact opposite. Your views shouldn’t change based on the people you’re interacting with. It makes you inconsistent and apparently I don’t like that.
Sorry for the rant. I needed to get that off my chest. Growing up is hard. It makes you realize that you have to start cutting certain types of people and relationships out of your life, because they are either unproductive or destructive. Sometimes you realize that you’ve been in an unproductive or destructive relationship for years. It’s hard to walk away from that relationship, and it doesn’t have to happen over-night, but ultimately it seems necessary to cut away the things in your life that aren’t helping you develop into a productive, healthy, and ultimately better person.
This is some of what I’ve been dealing with this semester. It’s tough stuff.
They call it the grind for a reason I suppose. It makes sense. Life grinds at your nerves, it grinds at your muscles, heck, it even grinds down your sense of humor sometimes. Life gets busy, and stressful, and worrisome. The thing that I find most important is to find time to relax and get a few laughs in. After all, if you’re not laughing, you’re not living. I know that on days when I don’t get to laugh, I’m pretty miserable. So, fellow bloggers, make sure you laugh every day. A miserable trudge through life is not going to do any of us any good. So get those diaphragms working, people!
Well Hidey-Ho there, neighbors!
Yeah, I know. I haven’t held up to my end of the bargain. Life’s been a little, no scratch that, a lot crazy. School is back in full swing. I love it, as usual. This semester has started off a little rocky; so far I’ve learned that I’m going to have to go out of my way to make sure I’m spending time with The Nerdmate(yes, we’re still very happy) and that taking 21 credit hours while trying to recover from mono is, in fact, a bad plan. I’ve dropped a class, though, so I’m back down to a manageable 18 hours.
I’ve been kinda moody lately, The Nerdmate can attest to that(although he probably wouldn’t say it). I don’t know what the deal is. Since I haven’t been to the nutritionists since I got mono, I don’t have an anti-depressant anymore, I wonder if that’s part of it. I’m hoping that I’m to the point in some form of recovery from last fall that I can be ok without it. I have some St John’s if I get too bad. And a loving young man who will let me cry on his shoulder if I need it.
It’s awesome having him so close, both physically nearby and emotionally. It’s hard, because we’re both so busy, but I feel like we’re doing pretty well. Next Monday will be 7 months together. That probably doesn’t sound like a long time to most of you, but it’s huge for us. We didn’t expect this to turn into something serious and now we’re pretty sure we’d like to spend our lives together.
Anyway, I’m kind of rambling now, but I just wanted to let you know that I hadn’t forgotten about you, readers. I’m still very much attached to this, my blogging family. I should get back to homework now.
Check ya later,