Cont'd.

Well, hello again. It's been some time since we've spoken. Not much has happened in our absence of each other.

Okay, so a lot happened, but nothing too important or anything. I'm going to see how much I can write in the 20 minutes before my clothes are done in the washing machine. Gogogo.

I don't even remember when my last post was. Last Tuesday? Yeah. It was. Okay, well we'll  pick up from there, short and sweet version.

Tuesday night was a make-your-own-sushi party at Molly's house. It was a lot of fun and a good opportunity for people to just hang out and eat. I'm guessing I give off bad vibes or something because Molly always asks if I'm okay because I look pissed off. I don't mean to. I mean, yeah I get annoyed easily because people stomp all over my pet peeves because they don't know what they are. 

I was annoyed because it was supposed to be a night of 'fellowship', but I couldn't get anyone to pass the bowl of cucumber I spent an hour cutting up, and my sister didn't want to talk to anyone because she's a little mousy. 

Jessica and I started talking that night and at the end of the night I directed her to this blog to read my 'coming out story' and she sent me her life story. From then on, we've been like besties. 

Wednesday I hung out with Joe and Ashley watching Intramural Soccer, then went and studied for Geology with Daniel.

Thursday, I went to work and left to go study more Geology and attend the CA meeting. Fun, fun! We spanked the Geology test, though. I got a 96, Daniel got a 94. 

Wow, studying actually does help, who knew! 

Friday night I worked. 

Saturday I worked.

Sunday I worked.

I've had enough Sesame Street to last a lifetime. I had to work Sesame Street Live at the Mitchell Center; I love kids but OMG. There were so many, and they were so cute, but soo whiny. 

There were two shows a day and by the last one, I was singing along because I'd heard it so many times. I'd have to off myself if I actually had to perform in the show.

Monday sucked. Like bad.

I had to give a speech, I made an epic powerpoint and psyched myself up for it; I get in there and my PP won't play, I forget everything and just stumble through my words.

Stumble's too light a word, I fell flat on my face. 

I was mortified. 

But it's over. Things are good again. 

Life goes on. :)

ciao

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