Hey, just so you guys know, there is an alternative to buying your cap and gown for $75 at B&N, or borrowing from someone who has already graduated. Yourcapandgown.com sells identical cap & gowns new for $35. Also, BU gymnastics is having a fundraiser through the company. Here is the link for the facebook event for the fundraiser: http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/…
I am not a representative of the company, nor am I a member of BU gymnastics, I just wanted to share what I found with the group.
So it's been a LONG time since I've posted, and a lot of things have changed since then. This just hasn't been my semester, and I feel like its my fault. I've been acting crappy to a lot of people and I've lost some good friends, and someone I care a lot about. I've been ignoring a lot of my friends from home because I've been too wrapped up in my own pathetic life. I feel depressed and beaten. I've done a lot of things I'm not proud of, and I use "I" way too much. I need help getting my life back together, and I'm not sure about how to go about it. Right now I need a shoulder to cry on, literally a human being that I can hug and just cry with.
This sounds so dramatic, and I feel like I've become completely superficial.
So the other day I took out my cartilage earring to sleep because it had been bothering me when I rolled over in my sleep. I put it on my desk, and it was there the next day, and it was still there when I went to bed the next day. Sometime during the day after that it went missing. So, today I refused to stop looking for it, end ended up cleaning my entire room, which took at least 2 hours(I packed some etc.). Then, I was cleaning it off in the sink, so I had the drain stopped. I when I was going to wash the soap off it, I let the dirty water drain, and I dropped the fricking thing down the drain... lost forever. Now I wouldn't have been so mad except I'd taken so long to search for it, and I'd been so carefull not to let it go down the drain... but alas... it was just not ment to be.
so Friday after work, I played wiffle ball with a bunch of media people (Connor, Aubrey etc.), but I was wearing a skirt and flip-flops and my feet got really cold so I had to leave. Then I went to see Liquid Fun's first long-form improv show with Alex, Steve, and Alex's girlfriend, which was hilarious per usual. On my way back, Chris was walking the other way and asked me to go to a concert with him, but unfortunately I had absolutely no $ on me (like not even a dollar), and I was upset. Then I went with Lowell to his friend's birthday party, which was a ton of fun, met a bunch of people, and, best of all, there were cupcakes. Although, one kid asked me how old I was because he thought I was 14. On the walk home, I ran into a very intoxicated Bowling Chris, and also a very intoxicated Drew, who ended up walking with us until Warren. Sat: went Bowling, and it was a whole lot of fun. Julie was there, and she brought one of her friends, who I thought was incredibly cool. I was kinda sucking at bowling, and then I bumped my knee and I felt like I should die or something. Then I studied for a bit, and got ready to go to Mccomb's birthday bash. It was a ton O' fun, and anyone who was anyone at media was there. It was pretty awesome. On the way home, Me, Lowell, Mike, and Ashley were on our way to Lowell's apt. for some refreshments, when this random freshman kid stopped us, well Mike. He asked Mike to punch him in the face, and I was like, dude he's going to sue you, but Mike asked him why. The kid said he was reading Fight Club and just really wanted to know how it felt to be punched, and he really wanted a black eye. Then he offerend to pay Mike. Well, mike refused to let the kid punch him, but he did punch him. Quite a few times. And then the kid said it wasn't hard enough, so he did it some more. He refused to do it in the temple or the eye, which is a good thing. Then we (minus the random kid) went to Lowell's and eventually wandered home. Mike facebooked the kid, and aparently he hadn't even bruised him, and he wants Mike to do it again. And I spent all day today studying in the library/Warren.
So I haven't posted in quite a while, and I'm at home and kinda bored... A ton of things have been happening lately, some good, some not so good. So far this weekend has been good, went to see TGE with Erik and hung out with Locke, Ian, Bill, and the rest of the subway crew. I did taxes and FAFSA, and I still have the CSS profile and the stupid document packet for Collegeboard. It sucks, BU picked me to be monitored, so I have to send them this huge packet of copies of everything every year, and it's a PAIN IN THE ASS. Tomorrow I might go see the Chinese new year parade in chinatown with Lowell and Skye. I've been doing a lot more things than last year and it feels really good.
So I applied to study abroad in Dublin, and I was supposed to find out this week, but I didn't if I don't find out next week, I'm going to call and ask them what the deal is. I need to plan what I'm going to do.
In terms of relationships with people, I've been sucking pretty hard. Yet again I pushed away somebody who I probably need in my life. And things with the BF have been very up-and-down lately. I'm not quite understanding it. Have I ever mentioned that I have unhealthily strong emotions?
I got a new roomie! I'm really excited, she's really nice and we get along pretty well. I think it's going to work out really nicely.
I want it to be spring. I wish we could just skip the whole winter thing.
It was going ok until about mid-day. I set up one of the patients, a middle-aged gentleman, on the step. I was taking a stimulator off of one of the other patients, when all of a sudden I hear a loud yell, and then a clunk. The man was doing his exercise, and his knee completely gave out, and it looks like he ruined his (relatively new) knee replacement. Ray said that there was no reason that he could see for this to happen, it was completely random. All of his other exercises prior looked and felt completely fine, and he had done this particular exercise at least 2-3 times at the same height, and at least 8-10 times on lower settings. The halted a whole bunch of work, and we all got very behind. Not to mention that The secretary had screwed up and wrote on the schedule that one of the patients was supposed to come at 2:30, when her card said 4:30, and there were 2 double-books at 4:30, and another 2 at 5:00, giving me about 7 patients to manage for quite a while (no joke). Plus since the secretary is out all week, I had to file and answer all the telephones. i was supposed to get out at 6, but it was a zoo, and I didn't even notice the time until about 6:50. I ended up leaving a TON of work to be done at 7:05. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.
So when I got home, my mom reminded me that Dec. 20th is the anniversary of my Godmother/Aunt's death. The fact that it's been five years is so weird, I remember that day perfectly in my mind. So much has happened since then that I wish she'd been around to see, especially graduation, prom, and my going off to college. She had millions of pictures all categorized by date, neatly placed in photo albums. The two I took to go through are still sitting on my desk, still unsorted. The fact that she's gone doesn't bother me as much as the fact that I FORGOT. That just really upsets me.
so, I've been ridiculously emotionally unstable lately and I really have no idea why. At Pete's on Sat. I though Juan had left me there and started crying uncontrolably which was totally uncool and not to mention embarassing, and then about 5 minutes ago I just randomly started crying for absolutely no reason at all. I feel very depressed and I don't understand why. I don't feel like anybody really cares about me, even though I know that isn't true. This may be my reaction to a) not running in 4 weeks b) not sleeping well since September or c) certain people whose relationships I need to sort out in my brain (more than one), or it could be a combination of a few or all of these.
I just want a big hug, and for someone to tell me what's going on in my brain.
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