New psychiatrist, Dr. Patell. He’s a middle-Eastern looking man. But his accent is understandable. We talked for a good hour. I feel good about it. I like him.
The problem with Dr. Bowers is that it’s really inconvenient to drive a fucking hour to appointments. Plus he’s so fucking impossible to get in touch with. He doesn’t have a receptionist and it’s super hard to get prescriptions written out and shit.
I went to the mall twice today. Once with Amber, once with Mom. I showed them both the key necklace I want from Marks & Morgan. Then Mom bought me a sash and crown to wear when we go out on Saturday night.
So Joe’s on his way to my house right now. I’m sitting outside on the patio. I’m nervous. He’s never been to my house before. I just fucking met the kid. But it’s all happening. And I’m okay with it.
If the person I’m supposed to be with happens to arrive into my life, I think I’m at the point in my life and my circumstances where it’s the right time.
WAH NERVOUS. We’re going to Ethan’s soccer game. Then he has Flamethrowers shit to do. And then we’re probably going out to Sylvia’s tonight for this underground music thing and beer.
s;lakdjf;asklfdj;lksajf;lklk;jdsfklj;k NEW PEOPLE MEETING MY FAMILY.
Wish me luck, you fuckers. <3
Out where the stones lay like bones by the ocean
Out where the waves crash contempt on the land
Someone was trembling for fear of the tempest
Somebody silently reached for their hand
Said, understand that if you’re cold I’ll keep you warm
And besides, there’s so much beauty in a storm
So come down with me to the shore
And what’s more, I adore you
So tell me, what is there to fear
You think some seraph up above is trying to rob us of our love
Because the sky’s not clear
My dear, you know there’s not
Now listen to the rain upon the rooftop
But the wind picked up
Out where the stones stand up like thrones beside the ocean
Out where the waves make a grave of the sea
The lovers struggled in the middle of the tempest
And water angrily crawled up onto the beach
Said, hold my hand and stay with me
We’ll be released
But the tide clung like an anchor to her feet
And though he tried to make the water line recede
It pulled her out into the sea
He could not break apart the waves to bring her safely back in
He watched her hand break through the surface once
Then disappear again
Forever wait inside the sea for me, my dear
I hear you
You speak in every curling wave
And sing in every violent breeze
Someday not far away from here
My dear, I swear I’ll see you
And we will hear the seraphs cry
For they will still envy you and I
How they envied you and I
How they envied you and I
How they envied you and I
Chris wants to take me out for a birthday dinner.
Just the two of us.
Wherever I want.
Sort of…. like…. a…. date…. ?
WHAT IS THIS I DON’T EVEN?
I am so fucking drowsy. I feel under the influence of sleep aids.
I think it’s just today. I’m walking around the house in sweats and being lazy and doing laundry and shit and I’m just comfortable and my body is like “lay down and sleeeeeeeeeep.”
I woke up from my previous nap sweating and frantic and angry and lost. This shit is so old, I hardly even work up the energy to give a fuck anymore. I just like sleeping next to someone so that when I wake up and don’t know where I am, I am immediately pulled into reality.
I have to make up some bullshit interview for MCOM, and find 3 movie reviews online. Then study for a super fucking confusing BIOL quiz. I don’t fucking understand cellular respiration. I need to find a visual flash game online or something.
Listening to Kings of Convenience all day. Very calming.
I need a shower, bad.
I didn’t think they’d want to come.
But they do, yay!
Saturday is my birthday party, we’re barbequeing and shit. Bryn is bringing cake. And my parents totally okayed having booze here. Which is a fucking first.
Then me, my sister, my brother in law, my best friend, and Joe are all going out. I wanna go to Frosty and fucking karaoke. Show my sister and errybody what I can do. I can carry a tune pretty well. And I love karaoke.
And then probably Cowboys, but I dunno if the older kids will be down for that. Joe is the same age as my sister. :O
Cowboys has the opportunity to be awkward, with dancing. I’m horrible at dancing, and it’s so sexual and awkward. I will only be willing to deal with it if I am fucked up. I think that’s the only time I can dance, when I’m fucked up.
I will be down for having a bank roll and treating everybody to shots.
SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTSSHOTSSHOTS.
Fuck pussy shots, I want Jager.
But yea, I’m fucking excited to no end. Can’t wait.
If I end up getting the job, I hope they don’t make me start till next week.
Found out, tomorrow is my doctor’s appointment which I had forgotten about.
It’s at the old office, where I used to see Dr. Mooney.
I hate getting used to new doctors.
Woke up randomly a few minutes ago.
Wearing a hoodie, it makes me ridiculously happy.
I bet it feels awesome outside, can’t wait to go out for my morning smoke.
Joe’s so cute.
He actually calls me on the phone to talk.
To do list for today.
- Go to the bank, open a savings account.
- Call Cane’s, if they don’t call me back.
- Study retardedly hard chapter for BIOL105.
- Interview/3 movie reviews for MCOM210.
I’m pretty sure Cane’s isn’t going to drug test me.
Which is awesome.
All he said he was going to do was call Petsmart.
But I’m taking it easy on that shit, just in case.
I neeeeeeed this job.
I’m so glad I can sleep in today.
suggestions much appreciated :)
don’t get me anything! you’re already making me a cake!
ALSO… saturday evening i’m having a family/close friends party. basically my family, you, and joe. there will be barbeque and beer. you’re invited. :)