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| WEEEE!!!!So, not to hold my breath, but Longchamp called and they actually were able to repair my bag yayyy. I hope that their definition of repair equals mine. That is to say, I hope I can still put books in it or use it as a sleepover bag because it is strong enough to still hold weight.
I will believe it when I see it, but at least there's a glimmer of hope now!
Kris gave me a call yesterday. I saw missed callls and one of them was her so I called her back and we chatted for awhile. It was so nice. I miss the days of early high school when the cool thing was to call your girlfriends and speak to them for hours on the phone. I don't really do it much anymore so when it happens it's nice. It's similar to seeing Maryland homies. You grow out of touch with them in the school year, what with everyone being so far apart and having their own lives and you sometimes don't think about each other, but when you get that chance to all talk and hang out, you realize how much you miss stuff and how much more special those moments are together. You realize how as you get older you don't need to keep in touch constantly because your relationships are rooted firmly enough that they exist even when you cease to communicate. Ok well that's all. I was thinking about changing my backround and fiddling with stuff, but I don't even know where to begin. Maybe this could be a project when erikubbi comes back.
LALALALA k byee!!!!
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| So i cut and paste these results for what my career should be and it won't work, but alas, it said I should major in Business Management.
Funny that I got that. Lately I thought that if I really wanted to do it, I could do advertising. I guess my heart just is not in it. I am really interested in PR too. But I guess my heart isn't in it. Plus, I can't even try now because BU has me by the balls with credits to graduate with Early Childhood. Sometimes i feel that I'm seeing all these chances to try PR, Entrepeneurship, Advertising in CAS or learning spanish with the 18 credits i'm allowed every semester pass me by because Early Childhood has me by the balls. I hate Early childhood. Not teaching, just the program through BU. I really hate it. And it makes me sad.
I hate xanga, I get all deep and contemplative.
Erika's xanga entry has me thinking about my dad because I feel the same way. Bye.
I think hanging with Dan so much toward the end of the year burned my relationship ties with Erin, my old roomate. Sad. | | |
| Summer thus farI haven't written to you, xanga, in quite awhile. So, I am taking time to write now while I am at work. Right now, I am taking a summer course, Hispanic Studies, from 5:30-8:30 Tuesday through Thursday. It seems daunting, but I have a feeling that the classes are going to go rather fast, as time does as you get older. I am working as a receptionist on Saturdays at Gilda's Club NYC, although today and yesterday I filled in during normal business hours for a receptionist who is sick. That has really helped give me some extra money in my pocket, and sans being tired today because I went to bed late last night, expecting to sleep in today, I really enjoy it. It is my favorite job thus far. The time goes by very fast, which makes it enjoyable. Next week, I am going to baby-sit my co-worker's daughter for about 12 hours between two days. That, coupled with working for the sick receptionist, has been a blessing. I was very nervous about not having enough money this summer, but this week has really put me back in the lead. I have a feeling I am going to give my resume to the preschool around the block and call back that Vector place, and accept that if things do not work, working at GCNYC is fine. I make enough during the school year that I can afford to focus more time to my classes (I'm taking another one after the Hispanic Studies) than working like a fiend.
What worries me is taking a considerable number of dance classes, ie finding one quite soon. I also hope to take some singing lessons.
I am also trying to figure out when I can see Anj, Liz, Shara, Sammy, Jess, Becka (Zandra too) at BU. Hopefully, when I go to Boston toward the end of the month for 4th of July, I can see Anj, Shara and Liz Friday and Sammy Saturday for lunch and somehow over the break see maybe Luke or Becka for some sort of barbecue. We'll see.
I miss Dan so much. I think I've been calling him too much lately. I just think I love hearing his voice on the phone so much while he hates the phone and I keep him up late haha. So, I will stop. We're crazy about each other so it's all good.
I hope my plans for the rest of the week work out well.
It's 12:40. Yay, work ends at 3. Very sweet. Bye everyone! | | |
| So I had this really weird moment. Here at Agannis Arena they are having a Barney Live Extravaganza, and so walking home from getting food I find a swarm of parents with little kids all excited about seeing the big purple dinosaur with a side kick named after oral sex, BJ and I just look at how happy all the kids, and especially the parents, are. I see a couple with two kids, a couple with one kid, a mother and a grandma, and so much more. And it makes me think: 1. People are so scared of relationships and you hear comedians satire the sanctity of marriage so often, but people are sincerely happy with a life partner and a child. There really is nothing quite like it. 2. Seeing the mom and the grandma with the little girl I thought of my mom and grandma. And how they would beam if I was 3 and was being brought to see Barney live. How happy they would be for me. How much in love with me they are. And I almost started to tear. It was refreshing. I grew up. | | |
| I would have given you all of my heart
But there's someone who's torn it apart
And he's taken just all that I had
But if you want I'll try to love again
Baby I'll try to love again but I know
The first cut is the deepest
I still want you by my side
Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried
And I'm sure going to give you a try
And if you want I'll try to love again
Baby I'll try to love again but I know
The first cut is the deepest
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