Christina Myers ~ The Blog

Thoughts on crafting, family, and sewing.

Time is winding down… April 30, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — christinamyers @ 10:40 pm

I feel the end approaching. The end of the semester that is. I am soo happy it’s finally here. I can’t wait to have a break from school/work and just have work.

Other than that, I can’t think of too much to write. I was reading someone else’s journal and it made me very upset, but now that I am actually typing, I don’t know what to say.

I think I know. It’s those damn people who don’t care about anything…I mean not a thing. They just float through life and do what they want, completely negating responsible behaviour. Then there are those who pretend to not care and simply put on a show for sympathy/attention. Those people really piss me off. Give a damn…about SOMETHING…I don’t even care if it’s your SOCKS!!! I mean, c’mon.

I guess this is a rant, but I feel kinda lazy about it. I don’t know. It’s weird: people change in such bad ways that I can’t even imagine. Those that had habits that might simply cause a mild irritation have escalated into simply aggrivating, nails-on-a-chalkboard things that drive me insane. I haven’t really changed that much except that I have become wiser and more confident of myself. That’s a good thing I guess. Then there are those who you thought might make great friends/people and they just turned really crappy/flaky/irritating/bothersome. There are a few who haven’t changed so much that they are intolerable, I mean, everyone grows and changes. But I think along the way, people lose a sense of obligation/sincerity that they really need.

I mean, I look at my “best friend”. She has nothing to do with me on my birthday; however, as soon as tax season is over, she simply expects me to rearrange my entire school/work schedule to hang out with her. She isn’t in school, nor has she been for the past two years, and she thinks that everyone can always drop everything to do stuff with her. Lately, I have really been focusing on finishing the semester with a bang; but apparantly I am being bitchy because I don’t want to go off for god knows how long to do stuff. She made the choice not to make good grades in high school so she could get a scholarship. She chose to take two years off instead of one. She also chose to work at a job that requires her to work 40-50 hours a week. I don’t care if her season is done, mine is not. I am not going to be manipulated anymore into feeling guilty about taking care of my responsibilities. If she wants to do her thing, fine, but don’t make me feel bad about doing mine-simply because it “sucks for me”. Well, in the fall when she goes to school for teh first time in 2 years and realizes it’s not a cake walk, then SUCKS FOR HER!!! Private college-out-of-state tuition down the tubes because you FLUNKED OUT!! We shall see what happens….

EDIT:By the way, to those of you who drink out there: I feel bad for you. Most of you don’t know how to have a great time without something that makes you incoherent. Be yourself, its much easier and cheaper.

Thought of the Day:”We’ll see what sucks for who…”

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I told you I was “bi-polar”… April 27, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — christinamyers @ 2:31 pm

Your Linguistic Profile:

45% General American English
25% Dixie
25% Yankee
0% Midwestern
0% Upper Midwestern

…I mean in the sense that my mom is from Wisconsin and my dad is from Florida…geez…I’m not that fucked up.

Thought of the Day:”How thin is too thin….”

 

“It’s been such a long time……” April 20, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — christinamyers @ 10:52 pm

Ah, the sounds of Boston. I really love classic rock.

Anyway, the semester is winding down and all the anxiety I get at the end is doing as it usually does proving unnecessary. I always manage As and Bs-even when I think I have been slacking and not really trying. I guess I am just good like that.

Hmm…at the end of the summer we are moving out of the shithole…hoorah. I really don’t care for this place-granted it is nicer than some places I have lived in during my short 20 years on this earth. I just like a change of scenary once and a while. I am so accustomed to moving a lot that I get bored living in the same place for too long. I like excitement.

Personal financial stuff has been getting on my nerves lately-along with an eye infection and various other things. I hate paying bills. Not because I have to shell out serious cash to someone else, but rather because it’s tedious. Only a few places take a credit card-so you have to write a check and mail it. Ugh. What a chore. I guess I should be thankful that I have the ability to write a check and pay my bills with the economy the way it is.

I can’t wait until this summer-Russell and I get to take a real honeymoon. Our wedding night was cool though. We stayed at teh Omni Hotel, courtesy Daron, on the 22nd floor in and amazing room with an incredible view of the city. I bought a $2.25 Diet Coke, but I was thirsty!

I’m thinking about cutting my hair. Not off, just in a different shape than “long”. I need a small change. Thinking about bangs-see how that goes. Cute ones though, the kind that jsut sweep to the side of your face.

Feeling good about me lately. That’s a nice change from what it used to be. Wanting to work out more-need a buddy. Any takers? I don’t like to work out alone, I need motivation. I am also trying to actually tan this summer…I hate looking white. I used to be so dark!

My dogs are as cute as ever. The cat just chills. My car needs detailing and a bath for serious, but generally in good working order. Our next big purchase is a car for Russell-the van is just not going to cut it much longer.

My brother graduates this year-how exciting. All grown up. I remember when he was in elementary school-how cute! Now he’s graduating high school-it makes me feel old. I’m married and he’s graduating-things happen so fast. I love it though. I just wonder what my parents think about it sometimes. I think they are suffering from empty nest syndrome. Especially dad. He misses me.

Thought of the Day:”Nappy Time”