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Wednesday, October 19, 2005
The Bovarian Butt Dance...
Haha, I remember the day Kate, Dad, and me were regraveling the driveway up at the rental house and we had to stomp it all down and we all made up dances... Kate's was the Armenian Ass Levetation, Dad's was the Bovarian Butt Dance, and mine was... errr, the Slovakian Slut Shake, hehe. The funny thing was all we were doing was stomping up and down... it was all the same but it made it more interesting and less like work when we had fun with it especially after we filled up the truck ourselves with the gravel. Kate, Dad, and I took turns shoveling it into the bed of the truck and then we took turns shoveling it out and raking it about.
I just decided to recap that because the other day Sarah, Mom, and me completely regraveled our entire driveway... exhausting. It's also funny because earlier this summer we regraveled the farm driveway, my parents and me... I was the only person to help regravel all three driveways... weird. NOT.
I'm last priority but first to lend a helping hand, sound about fair? *sigh* I even help out when I have homework and other things I have to do and then I end up staying up until 3 am doing what I need to do but it's ok because I seem to have some lovely insomnia as of lately anyway. I'm supposed to take a sleeping pill tonight but I don't want to.
I probably shouldn't type this in here but I've seeked help... I went to the student development center and made an appt. with Janice Kanyusik... it's so weird how they all go by first names at the college. I went there and didn't know her name so I asked to schedule an appt. with Mrs. Kanyusik and the woman looked at me like I was an alien. She then asked "Janice you mean" and I said "Yes, Janice Kanyusik" almost as if to apologize that I would be so rude as to call her Mrs.
SO... My point was that I took this class, College Success and I aced it ok? Well I learned a lot of things and I figured what good is the class and what I learned in it if I don't use it? One of the things that brought this to my attention is that I've been having problems and I've been internalizing them because you guys don't need my shit on your plate as well as your own even though I completely open myself for everyone else to heap theirs on my plate. I just can't handle it anymore and to cut it short one of the tips was to know when and how to ask for help and I did that. I may not get to talk to her for another couple of weeks but I got my appt. and I'm going to give her fair warning and then I'm going to completely turn her world upsidedown for an hour, I might even be late for my class but if I have to wait two weeks to get that appt. I'm going to use it and hopefully it might help. Hoping to at least cure this insomnia...
I'll be fine... don't worry about me.
Haha, I remember the day Kate, Dad, and me were regraveling the driveway up at the rental house and we had to stomp it all down and we all made up dances... Kate's was the Armenian Ass Levetation, Dad's was the Bovarian Butt Dance, and mine was... errr, the Slovakian Slut Shake, hehe. The funny thing was all we were doing was stomping up and down... it was all the same but it made it more interesting and less like work when we had fun with it especially after we filled up the truck ourselves with the gravel. Kate, Dad, and I took turns shoveling it into the bed of the truck and then we took turns shoveling it out and raking it about.
I just decided to recap that because the other day Sarah, Mom, and me completely regraveled our entire driveway... exhausting. It's also funny because earlier this summer we regraveled the farm driveway, my parents and me... I was the only person to help regravel all three driveways... weird. NOT.
I'm last priority but first to lend a helping hand, sound about fair? *sigh* I even help out when I have homework and other things I have to do and then I end up staying up until 3 am doing what I need to do but it's ok because I seem to have some lovely insomnia as of lately anyway. I'm supposed to take a sleeping pill tonight but I don't want to.
I probably shouldn't type this in here but I've seeked help... I went to the student development center and made an appt. with Janice Kanyusik... it's so weird how they all go by first names at the college. I went there and didn't know her name so I asked to schedule an appt. with Mrs. Kanyusik and the woman looked at me like I was an alien. She then asked "Janice you mean" and I said "Yes, Janice Kanyusik" almost as if to apologize that I would be so rude as to call her Mrs.
SO... My point was that I took this class, College Success and I aced it ok? Well I learned a lot of things and I figured what good is the class and what I learned in it if I don't use it? One of the things that brought this to my attention is that I've been having problems and I've been internalizing them because you guys don't need my shit on your plate as well as your own even though I completely open myself for everyone else to heap theirs on my plate. I just can't handle it anymore and to cut it short one of the tips was to know when and how to ask for help and I did that. I may not get to talk to her for another couple of weeks but I got my appt. and I'm going to give her fair warning and then I'm going to completely turn her world upsidedown for an hour, I might even be late for my class but if I have to wait two weeks to get that appt. I'm going to use it and hopefully it might help. Hoping to at least cure this insomnia...
I'll be fine... don't worry about me.
Mandy ~ 10:50 PM