I Keep Alot Of Secrets

Brian is sick. I am miserable. Partly because when he is sick I do nothing. Unfortunately, my immune system is a machine. I hardly ever get sick and get stuck with an irritable, sleepy boyfriend. Trust me, after 8 hours at school I don't feel like watching people sleep. I know, I know, I can sleep too. But I feel like if I sleep, then I'll wake up in school again. It makes sense, trust me. 

I can't be lazy today. I need to enjoy my Sunday off. What should I do? Clean my room? Balance my check book? ...seriously? I can't believe that's how I start my day of enjoyment. I think I'm already old :) And I almost don't mind.

I need to brush up on my cooking. What I really want to do is learn from my mom. I want my kids to love spicy food at a young age and find it completely acceptable to eat octopus, even if my husband won't. It's rather sad that I'm getting to a point where I want to settle down and know that it's still a distant concept. Too much school, but so little time.

Oh shit, I forgot Penne... Usually she's outside on her own most of the day. I keep track of her by the amount of noise she makes. She barks at everyone... and everything. I swear the swaying of a tree causes a commotion. But as of right now I hear nothing. I should really check on her. I love my crazy ass fat dog. Yeah, 14 pounds for a mini is fat. Really unhealthy.

***Runs off***

I've been keeping myself busy this summer, kind of. Granted I'm not the most active person, but I have been busy. At least I got my dose of Six Flags for the summer. Brian and I went to Erik and Shaina a couple of weeks back. It was a good time, but maybe next times I won't wear a bright bra. I was so focused on finding shorts that would dry fast that I never thought I should wear a light bra. Wet clothes tend to bring out the brightness of undergarments. Not good.

I got a chance to practice my billiard skills recently. Granted my skills are nonexistent, but I'm getting the hand of it.

Work has been interesting the past few months. At our pharmacy we have two pharmacists, occasionally we get floaters to fill in, but we keep two permanents on staff. Since our conversion my favorite permanent pharmacist, Mark, left. Sure he was high strung and couldn't see more than five baskets without dropping in an epileptic fit, but I liked him. Anyway, after months with only one pharmacist we finally got another permanent, Mia. She's relatively young, I'd say 25. She in also happens to be Mark's protege. Sounds great right? Not at all. According to her we're idiots who can't get through two scripts without an issue. Okay, well I guess she's right there. Our staff consists of older people who are having a hard time with our new computer system and they tend to get confused. But she could correct us in a ... politer way.

Well, after about two months of loathing every minute I worked with her, she and I suddenly realized something: We both play WoW. That's it. Since then she has been so much nicer to me. Well, she still makes snide comments, but I think I've learned a new way of handling such comments. I just don't give a shit. But everyone else still hates her, but I grew to like her alot. I've actually noticed alot of similarities between us. We're both WoW addicts who have sarcastic bitchy attitudes and always manage to put on a fake smile for customers. But the difference is that I always wear that fake smile at work, it never comes down, and she has three level 70's where I'm still working on one level 60. I'm getting there God Dammit!

Anyway, to wrap up this boring rant, she told me this week that Saturday is her last day at the Tiverton store. What the fuck. I swear as soon as I start liking someone they leave. But you can imagine the relief the other employees felt when they heard the news. I'm definately the only one who will miss her. We had some good times discussing WoW and such. Now I'm stuck with a bunch of older people who I don't talk to. Oh well. Ces't la vei.

Recently I've been having issues coping with future schooling endeavors. For example, what am I specializing in? I'm sure geology doesn't exactly fit the Biology field I'm currently in. I've been playing with the botany idea, but I'm not 100% sure just yet. I guess I still have time to decide.

It's rather sad though, because I think I'm psychologically getting ready to settle. I just can't help myself. That in no way implies that I'm rushing into marriage and kids... I shudder at the thought. No in fact, I just want to be independent. On my own. And I want a chinchilla to start my transition. Granted I just got a pup a year ago, but at the point Penne is a lost hope. Despite the bills I pay for her, it seems as if my parents have the whole "We love her" claim. She's perfect, but I want a chin now... I'm so fickle it hurts.

Warchief Thrall will be mine!  

Either way, I fucking rock.

Tonight was pretty fun. Steve called and asked to hang out tonight. We all decided to grab some food and drinks at Chili's. Brian finally got a drink he liked, some type of tropical margarita. It looked pretty yummy. Steve got a Pearl Harbor, which looked pretty good too. I, being the responsible driver, took the boys to Brian's house where I attempted to kick Steve's butt at tennis. Safe to say I got my ass handed to me... again. But I have to say, I went well over my record and got a 177 at bowling. I won :)

We had alot of fun playing the wii and wow. Then searching youtube for funny wow clips. It was a really good night. I hope Steve felt a little better.

So tomorrow I have an ethics test. It's on abortion and drugs addiction. I haven't studied so far. I really don't care. All I want to do is restock my neopets store.

I think I have a neopets addiction. I'm strung out on neopets!

I bought Brian a Wii today online. It should be here by spring break so we're definitely going to have our hands full. Woot!

By the way, 300 is by far the greatest movie ever, it makes you want to kick so much ass!

Implode.

    Yeah, that pretty much sums up how I'm feeling. I think I need to cool it a bit with my anime / manga obsession. I have read a good portion of Fruits Basket and Hot Gimmick. I need to get a life. I'm on Brian's laptop right now and I just discovered some pictures. I think I'll keep them here for a bit.

    You should have seen the others, kind of violent. I think I beat him up too much. Nah...

It's been a pretty eventful week. Between finals, bowling, jury duty, nutcracker, and A's ... I think I've been pretty busy. Keep in mind as I write this, that I am putting off writing my Decameron paper... I just wrote a page, give me a break.

    So, let me begin by telling you a little bit about jury duty. Nothing happened. I get called in at 8 AM to sit and wait for hours. Granted, I did get to witness the selection process, but I'm glad I had nothing more to do with it. Let me describe what the selection process is like. Firstly, about 25 jurors hang around and listen to a brief description of the case. At this point I wasn't paying attention. I missed the trial ... there was something about kids. Molestation? I was too busy looking at the jurors selected to stay from the last day's batch. Then they called each juror up individually and asked them a few questions. They decide whether or not they want them and NEXT! Luckily I was juror 22 so I didn't even get a chance to talk to the judge (they had already chosen the 8 jurors). Sweet. Now all I have to do is wait for the rest of the day until you decide that we are free. Life is really boring when there is nothing to do.

    Did some duck pinning the night before duty. It was... different. I'm not use to flipping switches, pressing buttons, and stepping on crap to make the alley work. Oh, and my hands are way too small to hold on to those balls. I can't be expected to palm those things. It was a fun night though. I ate half a pizza. I love being the only girl at a table to actually eat. But, all in all, triple dates are pretty nice.

    Nutcracker Sunday afternoon was a good time too. I like going out sometimes, makes me feel... refined. >.<  I think I just enjoy being around my family and having Brian mesh in a little more. It makes me feel cozy. Strange lady. Brian even understood my mom when she was speaking Portuguese and he didn't even realize it wasn't English. He even had cute banter with my cousin. He fits right in. Oh, and my little cousin Shantel. Oh dear Lord, please let that girl calm down. She was intense on the car ride home. Talking about kids getting frisky at the dance... in front of my parents! In fact, she was really talking to my mother. So weird! I can't deal with those types of conversations in front of my parents.

Too much to write. Done now.

    Is it possible to pass out during a lab practical? If so, why didn't I? I wanted to. That was by far the worst test/exam/ ball sucking fest I have ever gone through. The first part was 40 minutes. I was supposed to be diluting something... anything. I sat there completely befuddled. What the hell is this? The solution A is 2 g/ml? Yes? Dilute it... with? I just sat, staring while people were pipetting. Should I be pipetting? When? Now?

    Royally fucked.

So, it's Thursday again. What does that mean? I have to wait three hours before Brian leaves his Chem lab. We both have the same Lab in general, but his TA keeps them after a while. Class ends at 4:45... he leaves around 6. I'm sleepy and hungry. This is me waiting...

UMass Sleepy

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