Ah. It's here. The last day of my Sophomore/Freshman year at GMC. I'm in the 2nd floor Keiss lab, a place I normally come on monday mornings before nursing lecture.. but I decided to have one last go around. Accompanied by my coffee, bagel, and Pandora radio station, I am content. The lab is empty, which is the way I like it. Right here is where I feel inspired. Now that the season has changed and I will be home, hopefully I can find a spot just as comfortable and of muse.
Last night was not my ideal way to spend my last night at gmc. Spent a good amount of time in ER at Abginton Hospital to get checked up from a car accident we were in earlier. [and by we that umbrellas Katie Julie and Jared.] Everyone is okay, I'm just sore. Expected though.
As I was packing this morning I was actually getting SAD about leaving.. memories of this year started to flood and the fact that a majority of the things that are mundane and routine wont even be an option this summer. Kinda sad.
The summer hold many a possibility and Im super excited.. Now to write and prepare for my FINAL final, and from there to venture home.
08 May 2009
03 April 2009
this dream in which is dying, is the best ive ever had.
Friday Five.
1. tomorrow is dinner dance, and needless to say that despite the fact that i am not in high school, my trend when dealing with dance excitement has not left my side. Im apathetic really. I just dont care, and i dont wanna go with my date kinda.. and yes it is my boyfriend. I know that once i get there though, itll be a good time, with him and my friends. I just hope I look ok.
2. Appearances. I have finally seen the numbers 120.0 on the scale. Ill wait for the applause to cease. I am thrilled, and proud of myself. I havnt seen those numbers since about junioryear of highschool, and im not stopping there. I want to lose more. I feel it is essential. By the end of summer and junior year begins, I will be 115 if not 110.
3. Along came a spider, that tapped me on the shoulder and whispered, it may be real. My pt yesterday and his wife have been married for 49 years, and were together 11 years prior. I ttook a few seconds and embarassing will power to pick my jaw off the disease infected floor. I asked how they did it, and they just smiled. I dont even really think they know.
4. Classes are bullshit. I cannot wait til summer. I hate it hate it hate it.
5. From here on in, I will act as I have before. No other emotion except excitement. It pains me that I cant start over. I trust no one. I feel like ihave no friends. I dont know, since ive lost weight Ive lost security right along with it. I hope it catches back up soon.
I run now, and It's slightly addicting. My getaway . A task that is challenging and relieving. When Im out there Im alone and thats ok.
I hope that I do not become too comfortable being alone. The silence is comforting and nothing can harm me.
Yikes im being melodramatic. But who can I talk to these days that understands, not many. We all have our own problems that forshadow the next. Everyone's is the worst inthe world. Looking at it from an objective view I would tell myself to get help, or get over it.
I need to work on that.
1. tomorrow is dinner dance, and needless to say that despite the fact that i am not in high school, my trend when dealing with dance excitement has not left my side. Im apathetic really. I just dont care, and i dont wanna go with my date kinda.. and yes it is my boyfriend. I know that once i get there though, itll be a good time, with him and my friends. I just hope I look ok.
2. Appearances. I have finally seen the numbers 120.0 on the scale. Ill wait for the applause to cease. I am thrilled, and proud of myself. I havnt seen those numbers since about junioryear of highschool, and im not stopping there. I want to lose more. I feel it is essential. By the end of summer and junior year begins, I will be 115 if not 110.
3. Along came a spider, that tapped me on the shoulder and whispered, it may be real. My pt yesterday and his wife have been married for 49 years, and were together 11 years prior. I ttook a few seconds and embarassing will power to pick my jaw off the disease infected floor. I asked how they did it, and they just smiled. I dont even really think they know.
4. Classes are bullshit. I cannot wait til summer. I hate it hate it hate it.
5. From here on in, I will act as I have before. No other emotion except excitement. It pains me that I cant start over. I trust no one. I feel like ihave no friends. I dont know, since ive lost weight Ive lost security right along with it. I hope it catches back up soon.
I run now, and It's slightly addicting. My getaway . A task that is challenging and relieving. When Im out there Im alone and thats ok.
I hope that I do not become too comfortable being alone. The silence is comforting and nothing can harm me.
Yikes im being melodramatic. But who can I talk to these days that understands, not many. We all have our own problems that forshadow the next. Everyone's is the worst inthe world. Looking at it from an objective view I would tell myself to get help, or get over it.
I need to work on that.
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