The drugs don't make me high, they make me neutral. ~Dr. Gregory House.

Friday, December 01, 2006

umm...

I think that's an appropriate title.
I feel like I haven't stopped for the last 3 days. Well... most of the week actually. And I think its starting to take its toll.
With the coming of winter, the sad stuff is starting to set in.. and fast, my back seems to have decided to wage war against the rest of my body, and my sleeping patterns are going downhill, quickly, day by day. Exams are quickly approaching and I've really slacked this semester... as I do most semesters... so they're won't be any complaining coming from me regarding marks this year, as its my fault.
In other news, New Brunswick is the most blissful province to live in, apparently. I'm doing something wrong. Neighbors have finally moved in downstairs, I'm hoping the gorgeous boy helping them move is moving in too. My cat has an eye infection (she looks like she's blind in one eye... I feel bad, but I don't think this could be my fault...), or at least that's what the vet over the phone thought it was. I can't get her in today, but tomorrow morning we'll be making a trip in. Which is actually a good thing cause I need cat food. I'm hoping to put her on the weight control stuff soon, but she needs another month or two on the stuff for her bladder problems. Then I'll put her on the weight-stuff, and then after she loses some weight, her and Jack can go on the same thing, which will be nice, as its very difficult to get them to eat their own seperate food. Although they are definetly getting better at keeping to their own dishes.
So its been a full week of habitat stuff. Sunday was wreath-making session 1, as previously posted, Thursday was bakesale day. It was great. I got lots of work done. Sitting there all day was a little slow running but I got plenty of reading down when I was there alone. And then I got to meet one of the other girls on the trip. We're going to get along well. Just hopefully not too well, as the conversation got interesting a few times. But anyways, then one of the girls who helped with the wreaths on Sunday showed up, I also really like her. She's really nice. I like nice people and I also really like getting to know new people. Then last night we started back up with the wreaths... people who do this for a living are crazy. Absolutely nuts.
But its fun, time spent with good people, doing good things for a good cause right? Right.
So we get to do it again today, I had hoped to have plans tonight... but no such luck. Yeah, things didn't turn out... or I wouldn't know really.. as I haven't heard anything. Okay, sorry for the rant that is about to follow. I don't get it. I can understand not hearing from someone after the first date for awhile... fine, you've only seen them once, so what.. but after 4 or more.... ? See this is why I only try and like people who I know wont' be running away anytime soon. I feel like an idiot really. I knew he was too good to be any good. But meh, I wanted to be single for awhile anyways, and I'm pretty sure I need some more time to get over other people first, but.... grrr... if he does contact me again.... I can't promise I'll brush him off and say forget it... cause I'm a fool and feel its a natural thing to get keep getting hurt.
Anyways... I'm supposed to be going out with Melissa and Pauline tomorrow night. Its our last chance to go out before exams and before everyone goes home for Christmas. I was looking forward to it, until my back started hurting. I really don't want another repeat of the halloween going out. Cause that was horrible. And I really have no desire to drink... not when there is so much stuff I should be doing, that and its more likely for me to fall and hurt my back even more.
I think I'll go anyways, though. I can have plenty of fun not drunk, but drugged from the pain meds. Which I think I need to take before I go back to the wreath-making.
So I need to start thinking about apartments and living situations for next summer and next year.... Pauline wont' be living with me next year, her and Melissa want to find a house and some other people and they both know me well enough now to know that I can't handle that. Yep..... not sure what I want to do... especially with the summer, all depends on the job situation, but I'm pretty sure I can't move home for the summer... but for the fall I'm even more unsure. I can find another roomate and stay here. I can just look for a one bedroom in this general area, as I like it here and its cheaper, or I can look for something downtown.... which would be more expensive, but a more central area, or I can look for something near the university, which would be even more expensive and would probably involve other students, so that's quickly out as I don't like other students. Or I can do residence... which means losing my cats, and being around students all the time, sharing a room and a bathroom, in a place that makes me homesick. You know, I think that one's out too.
That leaves me with finding a roomate, and staying here or looking for a one-bedroom around here or downtown... they both have their advantages and disadvantages... but oh well. I've got until March before I have to worry bout that too much.
Okay... I just moved out of my comfortable position and my back is hurting again. So I'm going to go eat maybe before heading back to the wreaths... after I pay bills and go to the bank... yes. And get hot chocolate.
Yeppers. Okay. Later!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow, that's the newsiest post I've seen from you in ages! Sorry about Willow's eye- hope she's feeling better.
Sooo... can I ask who the guy is? Is it who I think it is, or someone different? You should e-mail me...
Supper last night with Michelle, Marie and Kathryn was awesome. We missed you. I told Marie you said hi like the obedient child that I am. :)
Love from Saint John,
Jo ><>

~Meldoy said...

Newsiest.. I like it!
And no, its not who you think it is. But he's just about as nice as who you think it is.... or was... *sigh*. Yeah. I got a little too excited about all this... and there wasn't really anything in the first place, but oh well. That's life.
And yay that you get to see Marie! I miss Marie!
Love right back to you from Fredericton to SJ