Because I’m in school Tuesday through Saturday, I’m almost always thrown off as to which day of the week it is. I could have sworn it was Wednesday, but I guess it’s Thursday. Nevertheless…
GPOYW - I was a brunette for the day. We had to wear some kind of wig or hairpiece at school, so I borrowed a wig from a friend. Even though I have no intentions of going dark any time in the foreseeable future, I do really want my hair that length, so I’m now considering extensions. For a long time, I’ve been saying I’m not going to cut my hair (aside from regular trims to keep it from looking ratty) until it’s past my boobs, but that’s at least another year away, and I’m not that patient.
This is school-related.
Well, I am still too lazy to actually write the story about how I switched career paths, but because I finally just renewed my domain (one day before expiration), I feel I need to do what I can to start updating more often.
So, here’s a picture (featuring my friend Lauren) that shows what I do now, and it’s exactly what I started out doing ten years ago before I met the ex-husband. Isn’t it funny how some things in life come full circle?
Also, LotsofNothingess.com will be four years old tomorrow. The content has come and gone, and for the most part the site has lived up to the name well. If I had continued writing on a regular basis and kept it all on here, what a story it would be!
Oh. What. A. Story.
I haven’t posted anything in over three months, but because my domain name expires in a few days, I’d hate to renew it and let it go to waste like I almost always do. So, here we are again.
I’ve been working on this mandala piece since late December, and before finishing it, I decided it might be cool to do a time lapse video. Yup, that’s right. I actually finished another piece. Round of applause please?
Also, the song playing (Bassnectar’s remix of Ellie Goulding’s Lights) is one of my current favorites. I’m surprised I’m not sick of it yet for as much as I play it.
Not a whole lot has changed for me, but everything keeps getting better. I haven’t written a single thing about my new school, which I started in September, but it has taken over my life. More on that some other time.
The Beginning of the End
I’ve been slacking with the writing lately. I’ve also been slacking with posting random videos, pictures and articles. I’ve even been slacking when it comes to taking pictures. I guess my only excuse is that everything feels very chaotic right now. In a few months, my life will be very different, and while I welcome all the changes, that doesn’t make the process any less stressful.
In preparation for everything coming my way, I’ve been doing my best to take better care of myself both physically and mentally: eating better, quit smoking, walking a few miles every day or two, even cut certain “toxic” people out of my life. I don’t want other people’s negativity bringing me down, and because stress tends to manifest itself physically for me, I need to be prepared.
I’ve been trying to fill my time with activities that benefit me, so that means a lot less time spent on the computer searching for the end of the Internet, which leaves me with a lot less to share. And, because it’s hard for me to write about what’s going on in my life without giving way more details than needed, I tend to not write at all as opposed to being vague.
I’ve been caught in limbo between my old life and my new one for far too long, and I’m more ready to finally start over. Bring it!
Fucking Trapped
I feel like nothing in my life is completely stable right now, and it’s driving me crazy. There’s just so much up in the air, and I would do anything for the ability to just fast forward past all the upcoming bullshit.
Right now, I want nothing more than to move. I’m still crashing at my parents’ house after two months, and I dread the idea of going back out to my house in Summerville. It’s an hour away from everything in my life, so I feel trapped there.
I also don’t consider it a home. To me, that place is nothing more than a structure that houses my belongings and over a year of bad memories. I’ve tried being happy there, but it’s just too hard.
I find this photo extra funny now that I’ve finally made up my mind not to finish my degree.
The only times I know are coffee time and beer time, and that’s about it.
My Father
He honestly never knows what day it is. Usually he gets up around three o’clock in the morning, drinks a bunch of coffee until slightly before noon, and then he drinks beer for the rest of the day until he goes to bed sometime shortly after dinner. He also judges the approximate day of the week based on the length of his scruff because my mom makes him shave on Sundays for church.
A few minutes ago, my mom came home and, surprised to see my car here, asked why I didn’t go to class. I confidently said, “because it’s Tuesday.” Really I knew it was Wednesday, but acting like I was confused about the day of the week was easier than explaining why I made a conscious decision to stay home.
The reason being I have a minor cold and really didn’t feel like making the drive out there, nor was I in the mood to sit through a boring lecture and punch numbers into a calculator. A reason to which my mother would say, “not good enough.”
So my father overheard the exchange between my mother and me and commented on how he never knows what day it is. Obviously my blunder must have been due to an inherited condition, something he seemed rather proud of. He then gave a brief explanation as to why the days of the week don’t matter and why knowing coffee time and beer time is more important.
While I’m glad my decision to play dumb for the sake of simplicity paid off, I’m also wondering if I should be at all concerned about how neither of my parents seemed to even think twice about me being so absentminded.
Can I use that to my advantage more often? Gears are turning…
Today Can Suck It
On Wednesday I was ranting about someone not answering their phone when I needed, or rather, wanted a quick answer. I also mentioned that it had to do with me potentially switching schools. Well, I finally got my answer, but not because the people I needed to talk to answered their phones or called me back. I had to call a completely different department, and thankfully they knew.
Unfortunately, though, it turns out I will have to finish this semester, so I won’t be starting at the new school until June or July. That also means I have to take two tests on Monday.
Who the hell schedules the first test of the semester for the Monday after Super Bowl Sunday?!
Apparently, both my instructors.
Answer. Your. Phone.
I’m really irritated right now. I shouldn’t be, but I’m putting more importance on something than I should. Because of that, though, I am procrastinating. Instead of getting ready for class, I’m writing. But it wouldn’t be the first time I showed up to class looking like hell. At least I’m clean.
Currently, I am waiting for someone to return my call. If they don’t call today, it’s really not that big of a deal, but I was hoping I’d hear back before I had to leave for class. Mostly because depending on what I was told, I could possibly get out of going to class today.
It all has to do with switching schools. I won’t go into the reasoning right now because I definitely don’t have the time. However, I have two tests on Monday. That means today is a review in both of my classes. I really can’t skip. But if I were to find out I can switch schools now, then I wouldn’t have to finish out the semester, nor would I need to worry about the tests on Monday.
Unfortunately, I’ve had a near impossible time speaking to a live person in the past when drying to deal with the same office.
I guess for now I just have to assume I’ll be taking the tests on Monday, and if I waste my weekend studying, when it turns out I didn’t need to, I’ll be pissed. But, if I am going to have to finish this semester before switching, well, I can’t dick around.
You know those people that never answer their office phone and then rarely check their voicemails? Yeah, I hate them.
