Well, today is the day. Doesn't feel any different or any more special than yesterday or the day before. I opened the two gifts from my parents, a silver and blue bracelet and a dress. I like both. What I really want to do is get in my car and just drive to the beach. I don't know where the closest beach is....but that is where I want to go. Unfortunately I have classes, so I can't do that. Currently I am listening to Dean Brody. I will probably go running around 4, after my last class. I am not expecting much out of this day.....and yes, I realize how depressing that sounds. One of my best friends called me at midnight to wish me a happy birthday. Without being on facebook, I doubt many other people will remember. I guess I don't really care, it's not really a big deal. The thing I'm looking the most forward to is work on Wednesday, how ridiculous is that? I like work though. Actually I do kind of enjoy the drive home also......another strange thing to enjoy, but it is what it is. Maybe on the way home I'll stop and pick up some chocolate milk from Battenkill Valley Creamery. The best chocolate milk ever!!! I may write again later, We'll see.
If only I didn't make things more complicated than they need to be. This is the predicament I am in: I feel as though I need to do something (there is a specific thing on my mind but I am not going to disclose it, so bear with me) but I don't know when to do it. I mean, I formulated a plan, which can be difficult enough when so many feelings are involved. Waiting is, perhaps, the most difficult part. The plan has been made, and it is such a good plan, but the waiting is absolutely killing me. But I know, I have to hold on. I know that if I make a move before the already decided upon time I will ruin the plan altogether. So I suppose in the mean time I will have to deal with myself. I have been mulling over this the entire day and it is driving me crazy. I have 4 more days to wait. I should be all super excited about my birthday, but for the first time ever, all I want is for my birthday to pass so it can be Friday morning already. And then there is the concern that some part of the plan will not go how I expect it to. There is really only one factor that could be a big concern if it doesn't play out how I imagine it to.....and then there is a second part that I really hope turns out a certain way, but I am expecting the opposite. Always expect the worst, that way you cannot get hurt. That is one of the things I've never known whether to believe or not. In this case, I am going to choose to believe it. Seems like sound advice if I don't want to destroy myself, maybe that is what I am headed for anyway. I guess I will find out on Friday. Currently, I am sitting at my desk. I should be typing a two-page essay, or emailing a professor, or emailing my boss, or finishing my internship proposal, or figuring how to register for a class tomorrow, or at very least finishing the drawing that is in progress. But of course, I am not doing any of those things because my style is more of a wait-until-the-last-minute kind.
Yayyyyy, I made $84 in tips last night. I am blessed to really like all of the people I work with. The girl I worked with last night really reminds me of myself in some ways. We have a history of very similar guy issues. She is really sweet. We hung out for a little after work. Right now I am listening to Owl City (surprise surprise). That reminds me of years ago, for my birthday, Katina and Deanna made me cards and deanna wrote "Suprise" on the front. I still have the card and we still laugh about that. I think that was the same year that Deanna was pissed because she made the card at Katina's house and Katina wouldn't let her print out picture to put on her card. haha, I love those two. Last night before work I started a new drawing. I worked on it for probably an hour and a half straight. It isn't done but it looks pretty decent so far. It is a landscape in pencil, difficult because the instance I am trying to draw it was dark out. So far I am liking it, still needs a lot of work though. It is going to be a gift, I don't need to finish it until Friday. Drawing has a similar effect on me as running does. When I am drawing, everything that has been on my mind seems to just melt away.
I slept so well last night. I worked 4-8, it was exhausting. There was a couple rude people that came in, that really wears me down. A table of 4 came in, they were probably 18 or 19, they didn't leave a tip at all. Abby and I were both waiting on them, and we didn't do anything wrong. Some people are just so disrespectful. I think some people are obnoxious without even being aware of it. So, anyway, it's a good thing I got a good nights sleep because I really needed it. Words, however, are not coming to me. Ohhhh, I just remembered something. Yesterday, I ran about a mile and a half on the rail trail, then I stopped and sat by a section of the Poultney River that has turned into a kind of marsh. I just enjoyed the sound of the birds and took everything in. After a few minutes, I spotted a turtle. He climbed up to a dry spot in the sun. Before I knew it there were 10 turtles sunning themselves. They were painted turtles and they were adorable. The little island they were on was getting so crowded that newcomers had to climb over the turtles already sunning. I think I spend 20 minutes watching turtles, it was relaxing. Today I am going to go to TJmaxx in Rutland. I don't need anything but I haven't gone shopping in a while so I feel the urge to do that. Well of course, and fuel up on Dunkin Donuts coffee. It is a little overcast today, but it appears as though the sun may come out sometime during the day. I work again 4-8 tonight. Hopefully the customers are less rude and I have more patience. It is worth it anyway, Friday and Saturday nights the tips are pretty good. Sorry for the lame post today, I wasn't really into it.
Last night was less than ideal. I laid in bed for about 2 hours, finally I gave up trying to sleep. There was a point, where I decided that I needed to do something else because it is very apparent I was never going to sleep otherwise. So I wrote for a while. I attempted sleep again, no luck. I called a friend that I've known since I was about 6 years old. We talked on the phone for about an hour. She is a couple years older than I and is currently attending graduate school. She is the kind of friend that I wouldn't trade for all the money in the world. I know I can call her any time of day or night, no matter what. Maybe most importantly of all, I know she is always going to tell me how it is, not just tell me what I want to hear. We have been through a lot over the years. This morning as I wrote her a letter, my memory unfolded and I sifted through years worth of events. There was four of us, we gave our parents hell. Three of us especially. But this particular friend was always the one with a level head, she was always the one that made the good decisions. Well, the four of us have grown up quite a bit, we've stopped being so young and crazy. Despite some of the trouble we got in, and some of the tears that fell, I look back on those memories and I smile. I know I've done some things in the past that were less than smart, but she always forgave me and she never judged me. As I think about upcoming Easter break and Summer break, these are the friends I look so forward to spending time with. They pretty much know everything about me. They know all of the stupid things I've done, even the ones I don't tell anyone, because they were there. The truth is, friendship is like a revolving door, it has to be able to swing both ways. Talking to my friend last night, and being able to pour out everything that was bothering me, and having her truly listen to me, was really what I needed. Having a friend that will pick up the phone at any time of night, makes me want to be that kind of friend as well. And I know I am, I just don't give myself enough credit sometimes. In particular I've forgiven a friend who I thought for so long didn't deserve my forgiveness, or my friendship. But in the end, nothing matters, if someone needs me I'm going to be there for them. I'm learning what is really important in life, genuine friendship is definitely one of those things. I am immensely proud of myself that I made it through last night without making any stupid choices. I put on my ipod and listened to Taylor Swift, I was already kind of sad and reminiscing anyway so I figured what the hell, why not? After five minutes or so, i drifted off to sleep to the sound of "Ours."
I'm attempting to write this entry in 9 minutes, because I have an Economics test at 9:30 and I really need to keep studying. So excuse me if this seems rushed. I am currently drinking Think-O tea. My mom sent me this tea in the mail last Spring and I only drink it before important tests. That is kinda nerdy and superstitious I suppose, but maybe it actually works! Let's hope it works, because I need as much mental clarity as I can get. Can I make a suggestion. If you are a smart individual that loves music, you will exclude music from your next relationship. I have a very difficult time listening to itunes. Unfortunately, my last relationship was so very much about sharing music and talking about music and even about making music! (does that sound perverse?) I find it quite difficult to listen to John Mayer and Taylor Swift in particular. Eventually I hope It will become easier to listen to the majority of their songs, I know there were always be several that bring with them a flood of memories and a fair amount of pain. I'm sure this is a common infliction. Lesson learned So it appears that people are actually reading my blog. Don't worry, I can't find out who you are, I can only see how many people view it per day. I am typically a kind of private person so this is a strange, new experience for me, but it is good. I actually have had this blog for several years but a month or so ago I deleted all my previous posts and started over and made it public. Trust me, you aren't missing out on anything....or maybe you are....my older posts were just seriously depressing and far too private. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading what I write. Writing is a real enjoyable experience for me. I write when I'm happy, I write when I'm sad, I write when something is bothering me. Writing often keeps me from saying things I know I should refrain from saying. I also keep a journal that I write in almost every day. I actually have a sort-of-love-affair with beautiful journals. I just filled the most gorgeous leather journal, with a rose inscripted on the cover. I love photography and quotes as well, that is why you will see so many of them. Okay, I'm over my time limit. Economics will never be my cup of tea, but I'm going to give it a good shot.
