IT was going to happen sooner or later. . .

Well, yesterday as I was going to the stairs out of my apartment to go to work, I fell down the stairs. I thought that there were no more, but there were 2 more, so I crashed and burned. I swear that I heard something pop and it really worries me. I was going to be late for work, so I got up and went to work. Luckily, it was only a 5 hour shift, so then I went home and I iced it for like six hours, and then I iced it over night. And then today, I woke up and it was still really swollen. Right now, I have it wrapped in a dew-rag for support, but when I don't have it wrapped, I can't even hardly walk on it. I don't think that it is broken because I can still move it, but I'm not quite sure what is wrong with it. AND I can't go to the hospital because we don't have any insurance, so unless it actually needs medical attention, I am going to have to deal with it on my own.

Aaargghh!!!

Contemplate this: Is there a cure for clumsiness?

HOME!!

Well, I got home tonight at 8pm, and my mom's cousin was here and then my aun and uncle and another couple into town came over to my parents' house, and well. . .they moved their drinking to the bar. I don't really have anything against drinking, I just hate seeing my parents drunk--it's just weird. And tomorrow is the big family reunion that I am being forced to go to, but my brothers aren't. Once again, the unfairness of life catches up with me. Hopefully, tomorrow night will be fun, I am going to hang out with friends, maybe go to a movie, maybe just do some drinking--whatever.

Oooo. . .and I got paid today! It was exciting. I can actually pay all of my bills this month! I don't think that I have had thi sfeeling in a while. It feels too good to be true. I'm trying to save up for the school year though because I know that I am going to be broke as joke when I go back to school again.

Hmm. . .I smell dog pee. Damn it. Gotta go.

Contemplate this: Can you avoi d someone without them realizing it?

Home again

It's only Tuesday, and I am already looking forward to going home this weekend. I am going home on Friday and then coming back to Hastings on Saturday night or early Sunday morning. There isn't anything huge planned. My mom's bday is Friday and there is a family reunion on Saturday, but the last time that I talked to my mom she didn't say anything about the reunion, so I'm hoping that she changed her mind and doesn't want to go to the damn thing anyway. I will get to see my friend Andrea for a little bit on Friday--I think. I'm just excited to get out of Hastings. Honestly, I would rather be living here for the summer than at my parents' house, but it's still nice to go home every once in a while. The last time that I was home was Easter. Which wasn't that big of a deal anyway. Ever since my grandparents on my dad's side died, we don't do anything for the holidays, so I don't get very excited over the holidays anymore. Hopefully, I will see some good friends and have some fun this weekend before I have to come back to Hastings.

And I still haven't made any progress on my Crit for next year. I have a topic, some research and a possible method, but I haven't actually read any of it and I have to have the whole thing written in 13 days! Margh. I know that two weeks sounds like plenty of time to write a speech, but it's not when you every day for 9 hours and your exhausted by the time you get home at the end of the day. I've been trying to set up a timeline for when I will have articles read, outlines written, and then the whole thing written, but so far that has failed miserably. Well, we'll see what happens because I asked Kittie to meet with me this Friday before I go home, and i better have something done before I meet with her.

Oh, and Brianne quit at McDs yesterday--long story short: Nicki hung up on her. And Brenda will be quitting soon. It was a dramarific day at work yesterday. Well, not horribly so, but enough that I was shocked by what happened. It was a pretty slow day though, so I was stressed out of my mind like I was Sunday. The morning crew didn't get their shit done, so the next 24 hours at McDs was completely thrown off and everyone was so angry. It was horrible, but Brianne was partly the cause of Sunday, and since she quit maybe everything will be a bit better. We'll see.

Contemplate this: Is there any way to stop a years long game of pass-the-buck between employees?

hohum

Well, it's been a while since I have posted but not a lot has happened in the last 2 weeks. I did get verified at work, so I am now officially a manager and got my raise! I will see that money on next Friday's paycheck. Hopefully, it will be enough that I do not have to live on $20 for two weeks. We'll see though. I do have tomorrow and Saturday off, and I haven't qiote decided what I am going to do with my free time.

Lately, in my free time, I just relax since I have to work like 9 sometimes 10 hours a day. But, it still gets lonely. I wish that I could get over this complex that I have. I want to hang out with people, I want them to call me, not the other way around. I don't know why I think like that. I figure that if they wanted to hang out with me then they would call me. I'm sure that it probably works both ways. Also, I don't like to just show up at people's houses. It makes me feel rude and uninvited. The way I see it is that we all know that one person who we put up with when we have to and don't actually like or want to be friends with, so we avoid them whenever we can. I have this massive fear that to a lot of people I am that person. OR I am the person who people don't really care if I am around or not. If I happen to show up--cool. If I am not around when people are hanging out--oh, well.

If I just had the balls to call people to see if they wanted to hang out, then this wouldn't be a problem. But, what if they feel caught between arock and a hard place, and say yes even though they don't actually want me around, and then when I am there everything is all weird.

Whatever.

In other news, I have an entire public address due on July 24, and I don't even have a topic. I want to write a Crit, but I have never written one for competition. Yes, I have taken Rhet Crit, and yes I have taken Com Theory, but that is class, and this is competition. I'm just worried that I'm not going to get it done, and then Kittie will freak out because this is now part of a our Forensics scholarship.

Contemplate this: Is paralanguage as effective an indicator on the phone as it is in person?