I am having a good new week. I have a new positive aura. I think that some things have now changed in my life that have been needing to change for quite some time.
Starting with the weekend. I went to the PRISM dance where all my loves were. Karla, Jen and Stacy rocked the night away and kept things going in a forward direction. Jen even took me back to the dance when I realized half-way home that I had left my jacket. I did not make an ass out of myself and all my worries were washed away. No drama and no bitching. I was dancing with a boy when The Bitch told me that "this is a good song, we should dance." And I told him that I was dancing with Jason. I regained power in my life at that moment. It was so nice. Jason is such a nice guy too. Things are looking pretty good from where I'm standing.
Stellar came up to me and told me that she was drunk and asked if we could finally make out. This is the girl who all year sophomore year talked about making out and we never did. We always talked but never did. So now things have changed and she asked if I would still want to. Of course I do. She is a beautiful woman and always has been. I would make out with her just to say that I did not just because it is enjoyable and that I love her. She is wonderful.
I woke up and went to work at the coffee shop for the weirdest day in coffee shop history. Alec and I made a mess of everything. Water was on the floor, things got done in weird ways, and we had to put up with some major shit. But I was too happy to be annoyed with anything. And I didn't drop the merchandize...so I'm the better employee.
Today is just fine. It is pouring outside, which makes smoking a little harder, but I don't care. I love the rain. I was woken up this morning by my brother calling me. I don't remember what prompted him to call me before 9 but I do remember having to call his wife to tell her that I wanted in on a floral bouquet for my mother. He couldn't call her.
My mother called last night semi-spazzing out because her hysterectomy was this morning. She was trying to pack and find hangars and call everyone that she knew. I was sad that I didn't call her before she called me. But it kinda scared me to hear her so nervous. I wanted to hug her so bad but she was so far away. I told her that I loved her and that everything would be ok.
Fast forward to between classes. I called the hospital and found my father. He picked up on the first ring so I knew that he was just sitting around doing nothing. My mom was asleep and doing fine. She woke up halfway through the conversation to ask who was on the phone. My father told her that it was me and then she said to tell me that she was fine and say hello. He then asked her if she wanted to talk to me and she said no that she was going back to sleep. Oh drugs. Such fun. She was in such a good delirious mood. But everything is fine and she seems to be doing well. So hopefully I will go home soon to see her, but I don't think that will happen with my crazy schedule.
GRE Thursday and then drunken weekend with stuff other than work thrown in. Lets see how much I can get done. I think it will be a rough weekend. Jenni, I apologize ahead of time for this becoming the worst weekend for you to choose to be in town. I hope that isn't the case, but we'll see.