So, of course, since i've only slept 9 hours since monday, and seeing as now it's Thursday, I thought i'd give you a little insight into my day....if it can make me laugh, I'm hoping it can do the same for you.
I blah blah blah on the phone all night...there's somewhat of a "mior dispute" going on between two people in my life right now, and i'm directly stuck in the middle. Both sides are constantly insulting the other, and i'm stuck defending BOTH parties. Regardless...it is starting to wear on my LAST nerve, as i have been so stressed about it, I havent slept since Monday. They both know that i like to make everyone happy, and since their intentions conflict directly, I cant make them both happy, ONE of them has to lose, and one of them will be pissed off at me. So i'm trying to avoid this, and I go ALL night, back and forth between them, one phone call to the other......They BOTH want to be the person who gets to say good night to me...One has worked for that priveldge, and the other, who thinks that they can just take it....and is trying DESPERATELY to be that person at any cost.
So I get up, after countless hours of NOT sleeping, and not doing my readings, becuase lets face it after nights of sleepless struggle, my eyes are a little wonky, and I cant see all that straight. Forgive any typos....and I head to class.
Luckily the last couple of days havent been ALL that stressful lecture wise, calssroom movies have been a blessing in disguise this week as I have had to only HALF pay attention. I go to one of my sociology classes, and as the prof is lecturing on Durkheims Anomie theory, a man in a full chicken suit, comes barreling through the doors of the lecture hall, runs straight up the middle of 500 people, and out the door at the back. I dont know...when It comes to things like this, I dont ask questions.
I go to my next class.....Cultural anthropology......and being the absolute personable lovely that I am, have made a cute little 18 year old friend. So she's asking about how my week has been and how the debate of east and west canada is going. *these 2 people in my life that are making me want to join a convent*....and blah blah blah....shes all caught up. I'm ALSO telling her that another friend of mine has bought the first season of Fraggle Rock on DVD....and do you know what she says??? "Whats Fraggle Rock?"...To which I slap my hands over my face and respond "Oh my god, i'm so old"......
She doesnt know ANY of the good shows....and has NEVER heard of the Gummi Bears...poor girl.
At last class is over. I'm on my way home, and becuase I never BUY milk, when I do, I always forget to check the expiry date....so I always end up getting milk that is 2 days away from the expiry date...as is the case presently. I'm walking home from class, and I think to myself...Self, what am I going to do with all that milk?.....To which the voice in my head, the one Natalia refers to as "The BAD Self" says...Lets go home and make chocolate pudding in the blender.
Well....ALLOW ME TO INFORM YOU....you CANNOT make chocolate pudding in the blender, and if you ever try to disprove this....PLEASE make sure the lid on your blender is closed.
I turn the blender on, and walk away, because with a hand mixer, it takes like 5 mintues, and I figure with a blender....Same time. So I take off for 5 mintues, except when I start to make my way back to the kitchen.....It's like something out of the funniest, and most horrifying "funniest home video's" youve ever seen.....
And becuase I was so tired....I sat down and cried.
Maybe this weekend will prove to be better.....but if it isnt, be asured, you will be the first to hear about it.
Amidst later recollection, I decided on adding this picture, EVERYONE needs a little love in their lives sometime...Happy HNT people....