Sad Day

Christina, my best friend of 17 years, came into town for the past few days. And I just dropped her off to catch her flight back to California. The fact that I came home to a very empty house, only adds to how lonely I am now that she's gone.

I might slink into a deep depression for the next few weeks. Or, I'll just go back to my usual- relatively happy- lonely self.

Tuesday's

Tuesday is officially my new favorite day of the week. Well, lately at least. I haven't been scheduled to work for the past two Tuesday's. And it's the best because I don't have school on Tuesday's either.

Having one whole day of nothingness has made it possible for me to successfully take care of a whole hell of a lot of somethingness. Not to mention, I've been able to make a garbage-load of lists (thank you obsessive compulsive tendencies) of things I need to buy, things I want to buy, bills I have to pay, things I should probably take care of, and things I have to take care of. I LOVE lists, they help me to be less anxious. I don't know, it's probably the fact that I can write down all my current dilemmas, and come up with solutions. Kind of like math? Anyways...

Oh, and I have finally been able to tackle the tornado that is my room. I can't even tell you how good it feels to be able to see my floor again, and be able to breathe again. Seeing my room clean, and organized makes me want to just go the extra mile and completely remodel it. I'm thinking... maybe take off the 90 year old cat lady wallpaper (that hurts my eyes) and paint it some shade of green. And a new comforter. This new comforter.

Hello gorgeous.

Easter Sploosh

First of all, Happy Easter.

Today, I celebrated this beautiful holiday with my dad's side of the family. Although the actual celebrating part usually proves to be quite difficult for me. I'm almost guaranteed to have a terrible stomach ache one hour into the "celebration"... Since when did a bowl full of cool whip, jello, pretzels, and fruit ever become a salad? That's what I'd like to know. I think the more appropriate name for these kind of concoctions would be "sploosh." Used in a sentence, "Gee Paulette, the Easter sploosh was exceptionally delicious this year." It just makes sense.

Anyways, I also think it's kind of funny how a few days prior to the Rawlings Family Easter Extravaganza my grandma left a message on my phone saying that I was in fact invited and gave me all the details. My dad did the same thing a few days before. I don't know why I would ever think I wasn't invited? Oh well, that's my family.

And that's about how interesting my life is as of right now, so enjoy.