These days, i miss PE, Erin, and Relaxation

Breathe in, let everything tense....from your toes to your head.

Let your toes relax....every part to your ears.

I loved that. 

Anyway, off topic...and i'm going to forget what i was going to write about. Wait for it...there we go, i've off and forgotten.

Today was going to be my shopping day. I had a free day until i would have to go to class.

I never got to shopping *sighs* and Heather's coming home for Hannukah on thursday, Wednesday i have class all day.

Speaking of class...why must i have my three hour class thursday night? 4-7....thats alotta Hannukah missed. And gods forbid we jews get off on Hannukah!

That's why Hannukah is cool when it lands around Christmas.

My psychology professor amuses me. We were watching a clip on integrade amnesia, and just as he puts it on he says,

"By the way, the guy is British. Therefore, he's funny."

Speaking of British...i was supposed to get my copy of Paper Soldier...okay, well...today. i'll let that one slide.

Just a tiny bit frustrated at being the Go-To girl for  my father and grandmother. Yes, i want to help all i can with dad's work...finding a job and whatnot. It's just frustrating. 

Last night my parents called me upstairs. A joint disappointment in me...not good.

Dad told me he had lost one of his main contacts to getting a job. He said the man didn't want to talk to dad anymore, because i didn't give him a message.

Bull. Shit. 

Granted, it's not a time to be childish and defensive, but i asked the guy if he wanted to call dad's cell, gave him the cell even though he knew it.

It's hard enough as is. Felt like a failure...like i'd been punched in the gut

I don't feel like i have to do everything he needs because he's going through so much...

and it's not grandma's fault her mind is going.

I feel like a chicken without a head, but there's nothing i can do.

Mom has gotten quieter about her everyday things...work and stuff. I feel like i never get to see her...and that bothers me. I'm the first to pick up on signs that something isn't right.  I sometimes forget my mom isn't a superhero.

I'm trying not to flunk out of college as it is.

Haven't done my shedule for Suffolk...oops.

Have to do one for Phoenix...oops

At least work is going alright.

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 Tonight, my ASL professor got really really excited while teaching us bad words.

Really...excited.