As I mentioned before, Danny and Emily (and Joe) have been sick for the past two weeks. On Monday, I told them that they had to get better soon, because "there are no sickies on Christmas." So what did I do? Got sick on Christmas.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I woke up Christmas morning with a fever that peaked at 103.1, a terrible cough, a stuffy nose, dizzy spells, and terrible aches all over my body. I am beginning to feel better now, which is good...But let me tell you, I wasn't happy there for a while.
Despite that, Christmas was good. I got the new scanner I wanted, and the Sports Night set (yay, Leeny!), and some scrapbooking stuff, and gift certificates, and $100. I did get to see the Janus side on Christmas Eve (before I got sick), which was nice. I'm not used to having young kids on that side of the family. Claire is now 3 1/2, Andrew is just over 1, and Alexander will be 1 in January. And they're all adorable. Unfortunately I didn't get to go to the Biagi shindig due to my illness, but my brother brought back my presents. My uncle Steve wrapped my gift in criminal evidence tape. Silly lawyer. (:
I hope you all had good holidays. I'm looking forward to feeling well enough that I can clean, because my room is a huge mess. And I still need to finish my production book, baby-sit some more, pack of course, and get to the Container Store sometime before I go back to school. I move back in the 8th (from 8-10 AM, ugh), but am spending all of the 5th at school, staying over night (with Kellie, right Charleen? *smiles*), and coming back the morning of the 6th. So really, I have very little time.
And to everyone who left me get well IMs, thank you!
Damn, it feels good to be a gangster.
Really, it's been a good week. Baby-sat for 22 hours, which was fun of course, even though the kids are both sick. But we made shrinky-dinks, and watched Scooby Doo and the Legend of Vampire Rock about twenty times, and ate McDonald's, and played Playstation, and made snowflakes. And I'm working Monday and Tuesday next week, which is all good, and then it's CHRISTMAS! Which means I'll get MONEY!
I was also able to talk to Brian last night for about half an hour, which was fortunate. He's doing well, and it's been determined that I'll actually get to see him when I go down the 5th for my C3 meeting. Oddly enough, he's in Oak Park this weekend. I told him that I was born in Oak Park and my whole family is from there, and as it turns out, his family is from there too. I found two of his relatives in my mom's yearbook. Small world, eh? Unfortunately I can't see him this weekend because he's only here for, like, 12 hours and it's all family stuff, but tis OK. I'm starting to think he might miss me as much as I miss him. That makes me feel all warm and squishy.
Me and 16 of my friends from home went to Jonathan's tonight for a nice dinner. I learned two very important things. One, I have 16 friends. *smiles* And two, I like steak. Yes, I had steak for the first time EVER, and it was quite enjoyable. Fun was had by all, and it was really nice to see everyone again. I usually feel like I'm losing touch, but it's weird that somehow, we can always pick up where we left off. Good steak, good friends, dirty jokes. The three criteria for a successful evening.
Today was also fun because for the first time in my life, I locked my keys in the car. At the mall. With the car running. After my dad told me this morning not to leave the car idle for too long, because the exhaust system is leaking carbon monoxide and needs to be fixed. *blank stare* Yeah, I don't know how I did it either. But my daddy had to come and rescue me...at least I wasn't too far away. When Charleen locked her keys in her car, she was, like, 40 minutes away. At least I was only at Yorktown.
Hmm, is that all? The past few days I've basically been cleaning and putting my C3 production book together, which gives me another excuse to get little hole punches all over my room. 99 more pages to punch...But I've gotten to use my mom's portable paper cutter, which is SO cool! I hope I get one for Christmas, that would make my day. Because I'm a loser. Besides that, life is good here in Lombard. I'm just getting ready for the holidays, getting ready to go back to school, and attempting to get things finished that I know I'll never even start. Hi to all my school friends *waves*, and I'll see you in January! I miss you!
So, I figured out why I've been so cranky the past few days...
When I'm at school, very few friends from home make the effort to contact me. I talk to them occasionally, but mostly, I'm busy with school, and they're busy with whatever, so I just kind of lose touch. Even with Leeny, my bestest friend ever, I'm not able to talk to her nearly as much as I would like to. But now I've been home for three days, and still haven't seen any of my friends. And Jeff and J and some people went out last night, and again, I wasn't invited. So I was upset last night because it seems as though I've lost all contact with people from home.
By contrast, I talk to my school friends all the time when I'm at school. We IM, and hang out, and whatever...But now that I'm home, there has been very little attempt by my friends to contact me. (Anna, Liz, you're exempt from this generalization. *smiles*) Just as an example, I talked to Brian every single day when I was at school, either by IM or we hung out. And now that I'm home, he doesn't even seem to want to talk to me at all. I've left him some messages, which he doesn't answer. He called me the other day, and then said he called me "by mistake" and hung up after, like, two minutes. He signs online while I'm on, and he doesn't IM me, and when I IM him, he puts up an away message. I really can't help but feel abandoned. And I'm not trying to put Brian on the spot here, I guess that I'm most upset about him because I really though that we had a good relationship and we were going somewhere. But it's the same with everyone else from school. No one seems to want to keep in touch with me. My friends from home don't want to see me. Basically, I am very alone except for Leeny, and Liz and Anna when I get to talk to them.
And so, I'm lonely. This post isn't a cry for attention or me begging to be called, but it's an honest account of how I'm feeling right now, and why I've been so sad the past few days, and hopefully a wake up call so my friends, both home and school, won't just ignore me. Because I need to know that people care about me, and right now, it seems like almost everyone is avoiding me. And the one person that I really like, and am really getting along with, and really thought I could have a great relationship with, won't even return my IMs. What happened?
Hello, my babies. Finals are done for me, and I'm now back at home in frighteningly cold Lombard. Seriously, 15 degrees outside. 62 degrees in my house. Julie is freezing. Besides the coldness, though, my week went well. I feel like I did all right in everything, and I'm really only concerned with prose. Hopefully, I'll get my B. I've never gotten anything lower than that in my life, and I don't want to start now. I had a really wonderful meeting on Wednesday morning, that as much as I was dreading, left me with a sense of completion and closure that I never thought I'd have. I think I did pretty well on the stagecraft final today. And I got to see my friends a lot this week, which didn't happen for most of the semester. So hoorah!
Brian came over last night (Bri, I hope you don't mind me posting this, but my friends always want to know about you) and we hung around for a bit. I showed him my very messy room (all of Lizzy's stuff was already in the center, and my stuff was in the process of being packed), he commented on the man wall, and we compared horrendously busy schedules. And I just adore him, which is strange, only because I wasn't expecting it. (LJ friends, remember the locked entry? Still gliding. *smiles*) So at the end of the night I felt compelled to ask him "where we are;" I didn't even mean it to sound like that, I was just curious about his past relationships, girlfriends vs. flames, and I asked him what I was. And he asked me where I want to be. And I said I didn't know. And it's all good, because I don't think either of us really knows. We both know that we don't want to rush into anything, we have a lot to learn about each other, and the fact that I'm now gone for three weeks didn't exactly make last night the best time to start a committed relationship. And you know what? I'm totally fine with that. For the first time, I'm not trying to rush into something and satisfy this terrible desire to feel wanted - because for some reason, I don't have that terrible desire this time. I know he likes me. He knows I like him. For now, that's enough.
Am I actually starting to be mature about relationships? I really like him. And Lord, Liz and I both happy at the same time? As she put it, the world may explode.
So on a TOTALLY separate tangent, my brother and I had the most bizarre conversation at dinner today. He's a racist little bigot, but he's damn funny. (: He ended up saying something along the lines of, "Santa HAS to be white! If Santa was Mexican, he'd steal the presents instead of giving them to you. If he was Chinese, he'd crash his sleigh into your chimney and leave Rudolph's nose blinking. And if he was black, he'd be pulled over before he could even hit the first house. And don't get me STARTED on Jewish Santa, he'd just kill Jesus." Ahh, my funny little brother.
And on a closing note, I'm very excited for Caucasian Chalk Circle (hereby referred to as C3). Can't wait to do meetings and stuff, and see it all completed. Excited for next semester. Excited for auditions. But right now, excited to unpack and play my new computer game. *blows kisses*
There was a lot of stuff in this update, guys. Comments would be appreciated.
Hey kiddies. Short update.
First of all, does my font suddenly look huge to everyone else? Or is that just me? I don't know how to fix it...
I finally updated this site! *cheers* So there are MANY new quotes from this semester in "naughty words" (mostly my friends), "the show must go on" has my latest tech fun in there, "children of the revolution" is updatd to fit more with this semester, and "fly away" has several new links, and now encourages you to buy me presents.
Soon, you will see a new layout. And when that happens I will also add pictures from my last two tech adventures, and a poem I apparently wrote in October that I just found and REALLY like, but I'm tweaking.
For now, I must write this damn paper.
I'm becoming one of those weird sleepers who is really discombobulated when I wake up. I think it's because of sleep deprivation - my body has always been really good at waking up when it needs to and not oversleeping, which is why up until college, I never used an alarm clock. I went to bed at a normal time, woke up early, and all was well with the world.
Not so anymore.
For the past few days, my body has been trying to catch up on sleep, but I'm not able to let it. So when I woke up on Thursday to my alarm beeping, I was convinced it was Friday. I spent at least 30 seconds trying to figure out why my alarm was going off so early on a Friday, and then I realized that I should probably turn it off. So I did, and spent several more minutes confused about the fact that I don't have early classes on Fridays...and then I finally realized it was Thursday.
Yesterday, I woke up to Lizzy's alarm, and promptly went to shut mine off. Our alarms sound NOTHING alike. Ashley, that is so a "you" thing to do.
Today, I woke up and for some reason I had the idea that my alarm clock was a picture frame that kept changing pictures, and all of the pictures had a blue tint to them and I know there was a picture of Michael Vartan in there somewhere. I turned it off, and then stared at the pictures...until I realized they weren't there. *shakes head*
What has become of me?
So light strike was today, which was fine until I cut my hand and ripped off half of a finger nail. We were let out only five minutes late, but it seemed like I was there for, like, ten hours instead of four. Luckily, everything's done. I don't mind doing stuff like this, obviously it's my passion - I was just tired I guess. And it all starts up again in less than a month for me. Caucasian Chalk Circle will kick some serious ass!
*looks around* Has anybody seen my new layout? I know it's around here somewhere...*grins at Lizzy*
It's trying so hard to snow. I almost feel pity for the weather, because it simply isn't cold enough. And sleet just isn't attractive...
The past few days have of course been hell on earth, but I had such a great day yesterday that I made up for that. I've been running around like nuts trying to get papers done amidst the dance concert, acting assessments, final classes, and ocassionally sleeping. Monday night, I went over to Brian's place (I'm working with him on the dance concert) and watched a movie, which was quite enjoyable (because Brian's quite enjoyable), but I definitely got no work done. So on Tuesday, after realizing that I have no food and little money on my meal plan and I REALLY need to write my papers, I decided that Wednesday would be a day off for me. It was great. I slept for 11 1/2 hours (DESPERATELY needed), went to wal-mart to buy food, luckily got driven home by Evan, and worked on papers. So now my prose paper of doom is turned in and I'm basically done with everything except my children's lit paper and, of course, finals. But there is a huge weight off my chest.
Besides going nuts, there's not much happening around here. Dance concert is taking over my life. But it's all good - I love the feeling of working on theatre, and I love the accomplishment that comes with that. And as it turns out I'm ASMing "Caucasian Chalk Circle" next semester, which will be awesome. Jessica's directing and I love her, Cassie is my SM, and Anne is the other ASM. It will be fun, and rewarding, and give me a great opportunity to be involved. AND I'm really looking forward to auditions, and hopefully callbacks, and maybe even being cast. And I got my theatrefest assignment today, and I'm moderating three workshops. So the beginning of next semester will be enjoyable, but busy.
EVERYONE COME SEE THE DANCE CONCERT! This Friday and Saturday...