I don't really have much to say, hence the lack of posts. My dad's court date was postponed for 2 weeks due to my mom is now having heart problems. She had a bunch of tests done and they still didn't find out what's wrong... she has more tests tomorrow morning. All I know is I hate when she's in pain and I hate that her heart isn't working like it should. She gets a rapid heartbeat and really tired at the same time.. at the weirdest times. You'd think it'd be only when she was active or something but it's not. So if you believe in God, please pray for her. If you don't, please at least send positive energy her way.. She's a great person with tons of people who love her and want her to get better.
I go on Spring Break this coming Friday... I'm going to spend it at home with my family, helping out my mom and saying goodbye to my dad. Prosecution wants 6months, but dad's lawyer is going to try to talk the judge into 3. Either way we'll be without a dad and mom without a husband for 3 months while she's getting tested/diagnosed with her heart problems. She was going to get a job too to pay bills so she could have some money while he's in there ....
sigh.
See why I don't post? I'd rather just forget it all.
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Monday, February 20, 2006
blogger ate my post!
*tear* I suppose I should have read status.blogger.com more carefully.. especially the part where it says to copy your old posts before you republish because they might not show up again. And I didn't! All I wanted was to republish to get the comments working again but then it deleted the whole post! I'm sad now.
*UPDATE!!!*
Thanks to bloglines not updating right away (wow, who thought I'd be happy for that?) I found my post that got deleted! Here it is:
Originally Posted on: Fri, Feb 17 2006 11:44pm
I'm not sure what to say...
but I thought I'd post anyway. I'm bored. I'd like to be doing something, but I'm not sure what since it's 11:30pm and I have no life when I'm home... can't go out anywhere, since I've no car to do so (my parents would freak out if i took their car... actually they'd freak out if I went out this late now so as it is). There's no place to go anyway. I'm not old enough to get into the local bar/music place, not that I'd really want to anyway. Although they do play good music and I wouldn't have to drink... but it doesn't matter since I won't be old enough for another 8months.
Wow only 8 months until I'm 21! It doesn't really mean anything anyway, not like I'll be drinking or anything. But at least I'll be able to get into places, even if I'm not going to drink...
My dad's court date is on Tuesday. This is the day he'll be going to jail most likely. He finds out for how long, and then he serves his time right away (as far as we know). So this weekend is all I have left to spend with my dad before he goes away.. on vacation as we used to call it when he went to jail... for anywhere from one month to sixteen months. We're all praying for it to only be a month but I bet it will be longer. It's going to be so rough, I cry when I think about it now. So I try not to, in typical heather fashion- I ignore the things that make me upset. Someone's got to be strong and since I'm the oldest...
---- change of topic ---
I'm tired. Maybe because I'm thinking of how much work I have to do this weekend, and how like I ALWAYS do, I procrastinated it until now even though I had all week to do it. I have 120 pages of 'America After Tocqueville' to read for my sociology class on Monday... the work is due sunday by email and I have to write a 3 page essay outlining the ideas he presents in the last chapters. Thank goodness he grades extremely easy, the last paper I handed in was "skimpy and a little short- needs more in depth analyasis" (it was only 1 1/2 pages) but I still got an A- on it. He tries extremely hard not to give out anything lower than a B+. And with my GPA last semester, I need all of the help I can get. Oh, and I have to read Henry the... Fith I believe for my Shakespeare class and then write up a 300 word post by Monday at 4pm. You would think I'd learn not to procrastinate, since I do this every week. I always say I'll get it done early, and this Thursday I even attempted to get it done... I read 20 pages of Tocqueville before falling asleep and giving up. And I haven't opened it since. Someone smack me. Please.
On a better note, I've decided that as soon as I get a bit of 'extra' cash (is there really such a thing?) I'm going to buy myself a DVD of 'A Man Apart' because I absolutely adore this movie. I've seen it 5 times, it's actually getting to the point where my dad even notices that we've seen it before (and he never notices that stuff). I just love it, and no not cause of Vin Diesel (I'm not a big fan of his) I just like the movie.
Ok, I think it's time to end this post. Congrats if you read it all, I don't blame you if you didn't, leave a comment and I'll love you forever (...maybe). ;)
*UPDATE!!!*
Thanks to bloglines not updating right away (wow, who thought I'd be happy for that?) I found my post that got deleted! Here it is:
Originally Posted on: Fri, Feb 17 2006 11:44pm
I'm not sure what to say...
but I thought I'd post anyway. I'm bored. I'd like to be doing something, but I'm not sure what since it's 11:30pm and I have no life when I'm home... can't go out anywhere, since I've no car to do so (my parents would freak out if i took their car... actually they'd freak out if I went out this late now so as it is). There's no place to go anyway. I'm not old enough to get into the local bar/music place, not that I'd really want to anyway. Although they do play good music and I wouldn't have to drink... but it doesn't matter since I won't be old enough for another 8months.
Wow only 8 months until I'm 21! It doesn't really mean anything anyway, not like I'll be drinking or anything. But at least I'll be able to get into places, even if I'm not going to drink...
My dad's court date is on Tuesday. This is the day he'll be going to jail most likely. He finds out for how long, and then he serves his time right away (as far as we know). So this weekend is all I have left to spend with my dad before he goes away.. on vacation as we used to call it when he went to jail... for anywhere from one month to sixteen months. We're all praying for it to only be a month but I bet it will be longer. It's going to be so rough, I cry when I think about it now. So I try not to, in typical heather fashion- I ignore the things that make me upset. Someone's got to be strong and since I'm the oldest...
---- change of topic ---
I'm tired. Maybe because I'm thinking of how much work I have to do this weekend, and how like I ALWAYS do, I procrastinated it until now even though I had all week to do it. I have 120 pages of 'America After Tocqueville' to read for my sociology class on Monday... the work is due sunday by email and I have to write a 3 page essay outlining the ideas he presents in the last chapters. Thank goodness he grades extremely easy, the last paper I handed in was "skimpy and a little short- needs more in depth analyasis" (it was only 1 1/2 pages) but I still got an A- on it. He tries extremely hard not to give out anything lower than a B+. And with my GPA last semester, I need all of the help I can get. Oh, and I have to read Henry the... Fith I believe for my Shakespeare class and then write up a 300 word post by Monday at 4pm. You would think I'd learn not to procrastinate, since I do this every week. I always say I'll get it done early, and this Thursday I even attempted to get it done... I read 20 pages of Tocqueville before falling asleep and giving up. And I haven't opened it since. Someone smack me. Please.
On a better note, I've decided that as soon as I get a bit of 'extra' cash (is there really such a thing?) I'm going to buy myself a DVD of 'A Man Apart' because I absolutely adore this movie. I've seen it 5 times, it's actually getting to the point where my dad even notices that we've seen it before (and he never notices that stuff). I just love it, and no not cause of Vin Diesel (I'm not a big fan of his) I just like the movie.
Ok, I think it's time to end this post. Congrats if you read it all, I don't blame you if you didn't, leave a comment and I'll love you forever (...maybe). ;)
Monday, February 06, 2006
and now for some useless quick info
Breakfast is quickly becoming my favorite meal of the day.
except when it's pasta night- that wins, hands down.
I have to go to breakfast in 15mins.
I still have to get ready.
I love talking on yahoo IM. and AIM but not as much as yahoo. I've been talking to my roomate on AIM when we're only literally an arm-length away from eachother. We're both weird like that.
I took a lot of time this weekend to shave. I like to take my time on things that involve a razor blade. First electric out of the shower, and then blade in the shower.
My 2nd roomate just left for class.
I had a 99.0F fever last night but I felt like I was on fire. The only 2 things that made me feel better were putting my head on the freezing cold brick wall by my bed, and talking on IM to distract me. It worked, fever's gone today. Not that 99.0 is much of a fever anyway.
Everyone is complaining about the fact that there's a cake pan in the living room that's been there for 2 weeks but nobody has cleaned it up because they'd rather just complain to everyone else about it instead of telling the girl who put it there. I don't complain, I don't care that it's there. I feel that if it bothered me enough to complain about it, I'd just throw it away myself and then nicely say 'oh I threw away that paper/pan thing, it was getting kind of nasty after 2 weeks.' Isn't that better than complaining? Why is there so much drama in this place??
That wasn't really quick since now I have like 9 minutes to get ready and someone just jumped in the shower so I can't use the bathroom. Oops.
except when it's pasta night- that wins, hands down.
I have to go to breakfast in 15mins.
I still have to get ready.
I love talking on yahoo IM. and AIM but not as much as yahoo. I've been talking to my roomate on AIM when we're only literally an arm-length away from eachother. We're both weird like that.
I took a lot of time this weekend to shave. I like to take my time on things that involve a razor blade. First electric out of the shower, and then blade in the shower.
My 2nd roomate just left for class.
I had a 99.0F fever last night but I felt like I was on fire. The only 2 things that made me feel better were putting my head on the freezing cold brick wall by my bed, and talking on IM to distract me. It worked, fever's gone today. Not that 99.0 is much of a fever anyway.
Everyone is complaining about the fact that there's a cake pan in the living room that's been there for 2 weeks but nobody has cleaned it up because they'd rather just complain to everyone else about it instead of telling the girl who put it there. I don't complain, I don't care that it's there. I feel that if it bothered me enough to complain about it, I'd just throw it away myself and then nicely say 'oh I threw away that paper/pan thing, it was getting kind of nasty after 2 weeks.' Isn't that better than complaining? Why is there so much drama in this place??
That wasn't really quick since now I have like 9 minutes to get ready and someone just jumped in the shower so I can't use the bathroom. Oops.
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