THIS SUCKS!!!!

oh frack. That sucks. 2 pieces of bedroom furniture moldy. :( Put the claim in with my renters insurence, but not sure how much gonna get. The furniature was 20 years old. But it was Ethan Allen.... I'm never going to be able to afford Ethan Allen again. :(

At least the bed's okay.

I hope I at least get a few hundred so I can go get something used, from the place I got my curio cabinet.

And then it's the other thing. I love dark wood. My library is in light wood. My computer table is light wood. My bed is REALLY light wood (cream). So, I guess it's light wood for me. *sigh* I guess I'm going to have to rearrange my bedroom. That'll be an interesting undertaking. :(

This so sucks.

So what happened is that the gutter stopped up, the water went around the seal of the window, and down the wall and onto the carpet. The wall is fine. They wet dry vaced the carpet so that's damp, but fine.

And now I have to wait 48-72 hours for a claims adjuster to call me, not to mention come see my stuff.

GOD THIS SUCKS!!!!!

Fast Paced Life

so, it seems every time I study or do a project with law, I become sappy, emotional, and very very open. Doing my legal writing 2 project last night, i opened up to a guy friend who I don't open up to... period. Then this morning, while completing said project I told him about the dreams I had that included him and his 2 brothers - in all it's gorey sexual detail. WTF!? ok everybody has sexual dreams, but to tell the person - whom you have never had an interest in? or at least not since you were 12? GAH!!!

La LA la la la la la KABOOOM!!!! <-- brought to you by Unicef

First I finished my project and started psych.

Then I saw the Reduced Shakespeare Company - very funny

Then I went to the karaoke bar. First I sang My Immortal - my middle range went somewhere and didn't tell me it was gone, so I sucked. I also was holding the mic wrong. So it sucked. And, mics aren't your friend. They totally magnify every flaw. Ewww.

My 2nd song was Gypsies Tramps and Theives. I didn't shake as much as was a little more animated, but my eyes were closed for the most part!

Then 2 girls got up to sing Paradise by the Dashboard light, and one didn't know it. So I took her place. I had a blast! I didnt' care. I was confident. I was mobile and animated and - gosh it was fun.

They do this Friday and Saturday Nights, and so I'm going to go back next friday. I'm going to try to get back there at least 2-3x per month. :) Maybe it'll get me over my stage fright. Maybe it'll satisfy my need to sing on stage. Lots of Maybe's well have to see.

Also talked to a good friend of mine, that I haven't seen in quite a while. It was good to hear his voice again. I miss him way more than I should. Oh well...

I remember hating high school...

No no, really I do remember hating it. I remember some good points, and some great friends, but mostly I remember being in bad relationships, being gawky, having no experience, no self esteem, being too smart for the 'normal' kids and too dumb for the smart kids, being anorexic, having an abusive home life, being told by my best friends I was going to hell, losing and readjusting my faith, trying to find solace in the church, and being told I was going to hell, my first suicidal thoughts, my more serious suicide attempts, running away, being told I wasn't smart enough for the guys I wanted, coming out (not so bad), swearing to fit in, being the outcast in the goths because I didn't party or do drugs, being threatened on a weekly basis...etc
Good points were definitely there - the Newsies, the outsiders, writing, friends, colorguard, literary art magazine, Tennis, starting in the SCA, great conversations on the phone... 3 musketeers... ... choir...well there was stuff
So, here I am thinking - what the hell, I'll play nice in the sandbox and become part of the alumni committee. Then I call the school - they did away with that years ago. Ooook. Now it falls on the students. So I call the place where the proms used to be (wayne manor) - nope closed up. Um... Okay, so now I'm in charge of the alumni committee for 1999. I have one girl who's already volunteered to help me, I've sent over 60 emails to try to get people onto the alumni site, I'm updating the site as I type to include the people needed from the yearbook.
Um...
I remember hating high school. How the hell did I get in charge of this?
It's weird a few people have told me to drop the project, and I"m like - well if I don't do it, it's not getting done. And I think a 10 year reunion would be nice, so let's do it. So, I'm doing it because I want to. So how crazy am I for taking this on ...including looking into fund-raising,opportunities... just because!?
I remember hating high school...