Friday, January 20, 2006

Happy Birthday

Well technically its 12:38 am on Friday so sadly, its not my birthday anymore.

However, I ended up having such a fabulous birthday, and completely unexpected might I add.

It started when I was startled awake this morning by a birthday message from my Aunt Vickey. Yes it was 7:00 am and yes she talked to me for 15 minutes about how she had felt so guilty for not sending my card on time. I couldnt understand half of what she said b/c I was concentrating too hard on keeping myself conscious while exceedingly hungover from Around the World.

Then of course came the other birthday calls, mostly all before 9:00 am. My Aunt Gloria, my brother and my mom twice. UGH. Luckily the rest were after 11:00 but still lets be honest. I turn 22 in a span of 24 hrs, do the calls all to have to come in the wee hours of the morning?
Even though it was annoying, I sneaky loved it. The calls made me feel all warm and special tee hee.

Well, after my painful 9:30 class, I crawled home to my bed and listened to the 2 funniest messages I have ever received: My mom and then Brian both singing awful renditions of happy birthday into my voicemail. UGH it def. made my day. Hamer then gave me the cutest stuffed rhino w/ peppermint patties (yum) and last night Court gave me some alcohol and peanut butter cups. Well to say I had a stomachache today from all the candy and mixed drinks would definately be an understatement.
So......I watched lifetime movies all afternoon, talked w/ Brian frequently, and also got a suprise from my momma: some lavender roses (my fav.) and b-day balloons! YAY. The only bad part was the fact that I had to walk with them blowing and sticking to my head all the way from Lowry. So not socially acceptable.
All of us went to dinner at CW's where the food sucked but the company could not have been better. I begged the girls not to sing while I hovered over my buellers cake with lime green icing. I then came home to the nicest email I have ever received from anyone. I dont think Brian could have said nicer things in this profoundly amazing email, it made me tear up.
I have to say this birthday could not have been any better.

current thought - UGH can Brian call me so I can go to bed?

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Same shit different day

Yep, you guessed it.

Just another boring day at Argotea cafe in downtown Chicago. While complaining is my specialty, I do admit: this place is my sneaky. Every morning here, I'm usually grumpy and pissed at Brian for not waking when his alarm sounds at fricking 7:30 am. I can hear a feather fall to the floor when Im sound asleep, so you can imagine what I feel when I hear him press the snooze 6 yes 6 TIMES. errrrr. BUT then I can come here, eat my yummy blueberry muffin, drink my green tea and work or eh.....well think about I.S.
Lately I've been feeling like such a prize house wife. Yesterday afternoon after I had lunch w/ Bri in the city (went to Chipotle UGH too much food) I decided to go back to the apartment in Wrigleyville and go grocery shopping at Whole Foods. Which you can probably guess, three dudes that just graduated from college and never cook most likely have no vegetarian options for me in their fridge. So I bought the standard fruits/vegetables and some vegan cookies/soymilk. On the drive home I slowly reazlied that I have to park my car on the skinniest street ever in existance. Now, to be blunt I CANNOT parallel park. But if you live in Chicago, you have to, and you HAVE TO be good at it. I realized as I drove up to Roscoe St. I suck at parking. Luckily I spent a good 6 mins parking my fabulous Honda while some scary dude in his bright silver SUV honked at me. Fuck off. His dick was probably the size of a threading needle anyway,
I then, I DONT KNOW WHAT CAME OVER ME, cleaned their nasty kitchen. The things we do when we dont want to work on I.S. To be honest, I have been worrying about all the work I have to do when I return on Sunday. I'm totally screwed. But life is life.
All I have to keep reminding myself is 4 more months. 4 months of this bullshit and I will be done. I cannot wait to move here, I cannot wait for my mom to hopefully get better, I cannot wait to be happy!!! hipppppeee!

current thought - Will someone steal my computer if I go to the bathroom right quick?

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Calm before the storm


Life is a funny thing. Just 4 months back I was so excited for so many small things. I was looking forward to my last semester at Wooster, hanging out w/ my friends and getting WASTED all the time, baking cookies at Christmas, seeing Brian a lot before I move to Chicago. I mean, thats what you're supposed to do as a senior right? LOOK TO THE FUTURE.

Well. I dont even know anymore. My mother is deathly ill and I feel I'm the only one left on the planet. I would give anything to graduate right now. To be done DONE for good and not have to go back to Wooster Oh ever again. I have to go back to my ugly depressing room in 4 days and I am hardly prepared. The only thing I can think about is my mom. She is in the hospital. I know I know my pessimism is rearing its ugly head, but right now I think its called for with the current events.

I cant even concentrate on IS. All I do all day (while Bri is a work) is sit in this tea cafe and stare at a blank screen. Its white with a small vertical line in the upper left hand corner flashing on and off. Thats all. Nothing more. Every day.

She is my best friend in the entire world. What will I do when she dies? Who will love me no matter what? Who will listen to my constant bullshit and complaining everyday and still love me? Who will look at me after I've eaten a billion christmas cookies and tell me its ok to have more? Who will think Im beautiful after a night of serious drinking (when I havent even taken off my dramatic eye makeup from the night before?) No one, b/c my mother is the only person that can. She just keeps getting sicker and sicker.

What am I going to do?

current mood - IS? whats that?