If you had three magic wishes that could come true, what would they be?
First of all, I want to apologize for not updating in a while. I had to babysit my ever so sweet three year old niece.
Wish number 1: I wish my mom and dad lived in a ranch with a pool and a hot tub and a small yard in the small town they live in right now. My mom and dad have such a hard time going over the stairs in their house. I must say, the pool would be for my own enjoyment, but they have wanted a hot tub to relax in!
Wish number 2: I wish my college education was paid for. I don’t wish for a million dollars or anything. I just wish everything was paid for including my apartment and groceries.
Wish number 3: I’ve been avoiding health issues, but I must say that I wish my 12 year old niece would get knocked with some sense. Apparently, I wish she were older and wiser and knows more about the world, and yet still stays 12. She really really needs to get her act together.
Have you heard about the teens who made a pact about getting pregnant together so that they can “raise their babies together”? My goodness. The things that teenagers do. Those poor children (the pregnant girls AND their babies). Sadly, I could see my 12 year old niece doing that and that scares me. Hence why she needs some sense knocked into her.
As for my dad’s health, the doctors said they will probably just have to go straight into full surgery just to make sure they get everything, but they will only do the operation if he stops drinking excessively and smoking. He has been doing these two things sine he was 12. He is now 67 and they want him to stop…? My mom keeps saying she doesn’t know what his decision is, but we’re all pretty sure he’s not going to stop. My mom’s sixtieth birthday/their fortieth anniversary is coming up and my brothers, sister and I have been discussing what to do for them. My oldest brother keeps reiterating visiting them as much as possible. It hurts to read those words, but it hurts to know that I can’t see them all the time and to actually see them hurts the most. He is so skinny and scary looking.
My job ended yesterday. It was such a great job (for the work AND the pay). I am going to miss it. Now, I must go searching for jobs. I will probably end up doing retail once again… yuck.
Go enjoy your summer!!
No question today.
I’ve been feeling really kind of crappy since last night.
Two people who I thought I was close to, don’t seem to care about what is going on in my life or even about me. I understand I am further away than they are to each other, but really… there’s IM or facebook or even a freaking text message. Neither of them have asked how the apartment is. In fact, I haven’t talked to either of them for about three weeks and they haven’t seemed to notice or care. Yet, when they do decide to remember me, I will act like we’re best friends and nothing happened. I will tell them all my family drama. They will hug me and be sad, but later on they won’t ask me how everything turned out. They won’t ask if they can visit. They won’t come to me if the bad news does happen. It just sucks to know that I’m losing friends that I thought were going to care and notice.
Moving onto my family, my dad finally went to the hospital and got checked out. They found two abscess’ on his pancreas. He may need a biopsy or laposcopic surgery or just full out surgery. They also are testing him for cancer and a bunch of other diseases. We find out the results on Friday. Father’s day is Sunday.
My job, on the other hand, is pretty awesome. Although for the past two days it has been like 100 degrees (No exaggeration), so it has been really hot and a painful experience trying to fulfill our job requirements outside. Today it was cooler and much more bearable and more enjoyable. My partner and I just laugh about a bunch of random things and we have a great time. I hope we can become good friends. She’s nice to have around.
Other than my friends not caring, my dad dying and my job going well, there isn’t much to report. I’ll come back with a question soon. I promise.
Although… I do get cable (and official internet) on Friday!! I won’t forget you. No worries. 
What’s funny about yourself that makes you smile when you think of it?
This was a relatively hard question. I like to give a lot of thought into my answers and some of them, just weren’t too funny. But I think one of the funniest things about me is the size of my feet. I have huge feet. They are a size 11 female. But that’s not the funny part. When you get pregnant your feet grow. I want to be pregnant many times, therefore my feet are not going to fit in any shoes in regular show stores and I will have to buy either men’s shoes, really awkward old lady shoes, or get custom made shoes to fit my enormous feet.
I officially started my job, not just random work they had us do. It seems pretty awesome right now. I’m not tan yet, but by the end of June, you won’t even recognize me… okay, that’s a lie. I’ll be the same shade of complete whiteness, but that is fine by me. My partner is still very cool. She doesn’t seem like a poli-sci. major…? She’s super nice and easy to get along with. I suppose you could say it is an easy relationship. We started off comfortable with each other and now, we’re just getting to know each other for the rest of the month.
I haven’t heard anything on the family front. So, nothing has really changed. My niece is still crazy and my father is still stubborn.
I asked one of my best friends to help me with the lyrics to CSG’s song. She was a lot of help and she will continue to be. She’s awesome. I cannot wait to see her again.
Well, I am off to read the new cosmo! Carrie underwood… you look good.
What special thing happened to you today?
My special thing today is that I started my summer job! It will be fun and the person I am working with throughout this month seems really nice (despite being a political science major- Every political science major I know, I hate). So, we’ll see how that goes. I will get to be outside and I get to travel. Sounds good to me!
Many things to update! We shall discuss MY NEW APARTMENT first. It is exciting and awesome and yet, terrifying. I am here. By myself and every noise makes me stop and question what it was. I feel safer here than at my parents’ house though… I have yet to put my name on the internet bill, so I’m going to do that tomorrow. I hope they don’t shut it off in the meantime. I would be so bored and lonesome.
Second topic is my family. My dad has yet to see a doctor OR go to the hospital. It unnerves me greatly. I wish he would just get some balls and go. My niece is still in the hospital. She got her period (womanhood!). I personally think she has been hiding it for a little bit from everyone, so it comes as no big surprise. My mom congratulated her and I guess she looked down right confused. Good act little one. Periods suck, but people will know.
On happier note, I think I figured out what I am going to do for CSG for his present. I think I shall write him a song. I have some of it written with a tune and everything. This is when knowing music majors really helps because I can enlist their service and ask them to help me make it completely awesome. Not to mention they’re music ed. majors so they’ll totally help me! I may post the lyrics for speculation, but I have to write them first and then I shall see.
Until next time, read ya later fellas.
What have been the happiest times of your life?
A little side-note before I begin answering the question. I was rummaging through my room, finding things that I will need/want in my apartment when I came across this book I got in Cambridge once. These guys were having a book sale and I found this book titled “A Book of Questions to keep thoughts and feelings”. I’m going to follow this book and answer the questions when I can. Also, keep in mind this book was made in 1984 so there may be some questions like “What will life be like in the new millennium?”. And to that I will answer, the world will blow up and computers won’t know what time or day it is! Now, onto the question at hand.
Whenever asked this question, my general answer is sitting outside on the front step with my dad watching the zigzag pattern of lighting during many storms. It is/was rare for me to really spend a moment or bond with my dad. I never really saw him because he worked so much (still does), so on the occasion I spent some quality time with him, I remember it well. But other happy times would be falling in love for the first time, falling in love with CSG and not realizing it, meeting my nieces and nephew for the first time, the summer where I was with my sister all the time and we just watched movies every night till the early morning, Christmas’ when my 2nd brother slept over, going on adventures with my 1st brother and his now wife, and getting into a tough college (I didn’t go because it was so expensive, but I got in).
Reality: I’m moving into my new apartment tomorrow. I am nervous and excited and just plain thrilled. My dad has been lying on the couch complaining of abdominal pain, but refuses to go get help. He’s a stubborn old man, for sure. I’ve been trying to convince him to go, in fact my whole family has, but he’s scared. CSG practically yelled at me because I wasn’t telling my dad my true feelings (like the fact that I am scared he won’t be able to walk me down the aisle, pay for my college education anymore or see my kids someday), but I set him straight by telling him dark secrets of my past (cue scary music) and crying tremendously. It hurts, but he’s got to make the effort and actually do it. I must get up in 6 hours to move stuff into my car and then, unload them at my new apartment!
Goodnight love muffins!
