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2004-11-12 - 6:09 p.m.

i hate working.
well, actually its alright... i mean, i basically sit in the station and do nothing except play on computers and work on production. but, of course, tonight i can't do that because we have a live concert... blah
this week has really sucked major ass... to the point where the ass is bruised because of the suction. yeah... that bad.
i don't know why things suck so bad... maybe because the end of the semester is nearing and i am feeling the crunch... or maybe that i have so much shit to still get finished, and there just isn't enough time in the day to get it done. eh, oh well.
so, basically, tonight, i am busy. i am done with my security shift at 7. then i have to head over to Dimmitt to help set up for the concert. that will take 2 hours, then the concert begins at 9. around 10:30 it will get over, then tear down... bah. there goes my friday night.
i was going to work the bake sale at the football game tomorrow, but alas, we do not need to since everything was sold today. this means i have an entire free weekend. which, unfortunately, will be used, for the most part, to get papers and projects started and finished. i don't want to be overly stressed out this next week. i hope to enjoy it before thanksgiving weekend (which, as usual, will suck due to a surplus of homework).
Anywho.... i think Alicia and I are going to do a roomy fun day again tomorrow. Pedicures and a movie, "Saw" i believe, is our choice of flick. I am a little reluctant to get my toes done again... i don't really have the money... i just paid my $300 deposit for Chile and Peru today. That was a dent in my bank accounts. And, for some unknown reason, my checking account is loosing money left and right... and I'm not even spending it! Last month, i apparently had two overdrafts... shit fuck damn... i am too poor for this.
I came home to Omaha last night for an alumni/current student and parent dinner at Buca di Beppos. That restaurant is fantabulous! i ate to my heart's content. wow....
Nevertheless, it was super nice to come home and get away from school for a bit. i am (weather permitting) heading home again next weekend, only to return to school for a brief 2 days and then return home for thanksgiving. seems rather retarded to do that, but oh well.
Anyway, i finally discussed with my parents (in some detail) about getting an off campus job next semester. i will only be taking 12 or 14 credits, so i will have time. and plus, i have no income because two of my jobs for pay aren't cutting my expenses. I mean, who can honestly live on $100 per month? not me... that's for sure.
So, they seem to be ok with that, plus i had to remind them that i will be in Chile and Peru until June, so i need to get a stable job for the summer to be able to pay for summer housing. I am not coming back to CB/Omaha at all for the summer. I can't come back... i need to get away.
I also discussed how I will be living off campus in an apartment or house next year... given i can find one to live in. angie and kim (and steph for 2nd semester) will be my roommates. we're trying to find somewhere close to campus and relatively decent priced (meaning, no more than $200 per month per person). we have been doing some preliminary searching, and we've come up with some possibilities, granted they are still available. I don't even care where it is - as long as I don't have to live on campus next year. that is all that matters. plus, i want to be able to make my own food, and not eat the shit we get served in the commons. PUKE.
Man... right now its only 6:30 and i still have another half hour...
maybe i should offer my assistance to bob and emo, who are basically loading all the equipment and taking it over to Dimmitt.
BTW - I am getting a huge crush on bob... he isn't even that cute! His eyes are super gorgeous - piercing blue, and he has perfect, white teeth... mmm... but he is what I would call a "nonconformist grunge"... ok, maybe not grunge, but perhaps more punk. meaning, he doesn't wear clothes to make a statement or look nice... he basically just wears clothes... which is alwasys a good thing no matter what. it is kinda weird though... oh well, i guess not everyone can live up to my standard of life.
haha
my standards are set too high anyway.
i need to lower them in order to find someone relatively decent in this country... or else move the fuck away and marry some random foreigner.
would that necessarily be the worst thing i could ever do?
i mean, i truly want to move out of the US, and not just for the next 4 years since Bush is ruining my life and the lives of everyone i have ever come into contact with.
bah.
i hate that man.

but on a side note, i had this project due a couple of weeks ago relating to some aspect of "womens lives". yeah... my sentiments exactly. what the fuck?
anyway, i elected to write about the cancer that has infected my family history, and how it will affect my life in the future. i wrote it in journal/diary form, and made it so that I was like 55 or so. Basically, i find the cancer, suffer from the disease, become weak and too feable to maneuver, and die. In 15 pages, after 4 months, i die. eh... oh well.
despite the trite story, i managed to pull off the highest grade in the class - 98% on the first write. the whole fucking thing took me a total of 2 hours to write. man, i am good.
well, i think i should probably take off... i don't really know what else to say.
plus, this was a super long update.
btw - i am quite over someone from my past.

 

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