Bullets!
- I’m tired. No, I’m exhausted. I’ve tried to shut up about it, because listening to someone repeat the same thing over and over again like it’s news is annoying, and when it’s a complaint, it’s even more annoying. The job is going well. I like it. I feel incredibly lucky to have it. But, working until midnight every night is exhausting, especially because I haven’t yet gotten it through my head that it’s okay to sleep later and maybe take it easy during the day. It’s like I’m doing normal day activities, and then working 8 hours on top of that every night. By the time Thursday and Friday roll around, I’m dragging myself up in the morning to make it to class.
- Side rant: I’d add a disclaimer to this post, and apologize if it’s bad or boring, because I’m tired, but I hate when people do that. I hate when people mess things up–like, call you the wrong name or forget a meeting–and instead of just saying sorry, they immediately give some excuse, and then you’re in the awkward position of consoling them because they’re tired or busy, when they made the mistake! So, sorry if this blog sucks. I guess I just suck sometimes!
- My mom and step-dad are here. I picked them up from the airport a couple hours ago. On the way to dinner, my step-dad asked me a bunch of questions. He asked about this abandoned building near the airport, the drainage system in the town by the airport, and about this fast food place I’ve never even noticed before. I don’t know if he thinks California is smaller than it is, or if he just pays attention to things very different than I do. I’ve never noticed that building before, and I don’t know if the drains fill up with rain, because it never rains here!
- Speaking of rain, I miss it dearly. I love rain, because it reminds me of home, and it’s so moody. Sun all the time is great, and I don’t complain about it often, but come on Southern California, how about some weather diversity? I got to wear a sweatshirt to class this morning, and I was so excited. Of course, I had to take it off an hour later before I melted into my chair, but still . . . progress.
- Because I’m taking only two classes, I have less daily work to keep up with this semester. Instead, I have several big projects. I want to get going on them, but they’re all so big that I almost don’t know where to start. Monday, I dig in!
- I have continued to eat healthy for another week! It’s so much easier when I’m busy. I’m going to take it easy while the ‘rents are here, but then I’ll get back on track. I was not so successful at the gym this week. Monday, I ran on the treadmill like normal. I got home, and my back was kind of sore, but I didn’t think anything of it. A couple hours later, my back seized up, and it was hard to move. It wasn’t better by the next day, but I thought I could handle swimming, so I went in my gym’s pool for the first time ever. That really didn’t help anything, but it was fun. I’m not very good at swimming, though. I think I reached my peak in second grade.
- Speaking of the pool, while I was there, I saw someone faint, appear to have a seizure, and then throw up on himself. It was crazy, and I was thankful that other people were around, because I had no idea what to do. I was sitting in the hot tub, and this guy walks out of the sauna to sit down. I’m looking the other way, and then I hear smack. I turned around and he was lying face down next to the hot tub. Thankfully, his friends were right there in the sauna, and they saw him fall. While I sat there frozen, they turned him around, and he came to quickly. They called a couple trainers over, and they asked him a bunch of questions, but he appeared fine, so they left. A couple minutes later, he starts making strange faces and shaking. I’ve never seen anyone have a seizure, but that’s what it looked like. Then he threw up. All the trainer people came back over, but no one seemed as concerned as they should have been. Later, I asked my mom (a nurse) about what to do in situations like that (someone fainting, someone having a seizure), because I don’t want to sit by helpless again.
- Zero sightings of Adorable Boy this week. What a bore.
- I tried to step up the manners this week, but writing that post just made me realize more and more how much I’m lacking in the politeness department. I think I’m going to have to be very intentional about it, and hope that soon enough it feels natural. I met a guy this week, and I really wanted to tell him that he has gorgeous eyelashes, because that’s the first thing I noticed, but I thought that might be weird. I need some practice at this.
- I’m looking forward to the weekend. Just one short class in the morning, and then I get to party it up with the ‘rents. Tomorrow we’re braving the LA evening traffic to take my friend Lisa to dinner. Otherwise, I’ll just be showing them what life’s like here in my town. Weird that I have a town.
Have a great weekend everyone!

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Maybe you should move here. If it rains one more day, I think I’ll go insane. We’ve had rain here almost non-stop for two weeks. We all have those posts from time to time; it’s all good.
you like rain? move to scotland. seriously, it’s all the time, constant. i love glasgow but i seriously hate the weather. i was trying to shop today and it wouldn’t stop raining. my feet were so wet and I can cope with ruined hair, ruined make up or wet clothes but wet feet is a pet hate. i would love to be somewhere with sun all the time. no contest!!!
I grew up in a place where it rains all the time, and I still love rain. But, there’s beauty in contrast, and the same weather every single day–whether rain or sun–is tiresome. I never hate the sun. I just like variety.