End-of-Summer Crisis

WTF this is like our last summer!!! Haven’t truly written anything of worth in awhile, so here goes a large update.

Summer has actually turned out to be pretty great, although I am starting to get a little worn out because of the usual family drama. Working at my dad’s office has its pros and cons. I get paid to facebook and watch So You Think You Can Dance clips, but then I also have to do piddly things around the office… Then there’s the filing cabinets full of secrets that I wish I didn’t know, or the lunches where dad leaves to go to the bank while I wait for food because there is “nothing better to do.” But hey, at least I am making money this month. Surgery has been canceled for about 3 weeks straight now. Tomorrow’s my first day back since July 16th. Holy crap! Boob job stories to come…

I remember dreading this summer because not many friends would be around. That does stink kind of, but I have also loved the beauty of relaxing at my house and just feeling at home. That bucket list I made could use some work, but I am content so far and there is still a whole 5 weeks left. My mom and I have had a lot of time together which has been pretty great. She is getting sad that she will be empty-nested in this big lonely house soon even though my little brother can give her crap. My little Beau is my best friend. It is sad seeing him with signs of arthritis but he is still a champ and a love.

Interesting stuff. Hmm some that come to mind: there was the MJ memorial in LA, Cancun with Mama for a week, camping in Pot Holes, trips up to Seattle, hours of SYTYCD, and a little bit of actual dancing. Rachel and I tried lyrical which was a challenge, but it was fun being back in a class. Last night Dani and I started learning the “Battlefield” dance! We’re about 45 seconds in:

My 88-year-old grandpa had an episode of severe dehydration which was terrifying at the time. I’m glad to be going into nursing. In situations like that, it makes me thankful to know that my education is paying off. My great aunt just found out she has stage 3 (kind of 2) lung cancer and starts chemo tomorrow… Auntie has a GI infection. My former co-worker / friend got a bone marrow infection and has to go to daily IV antibiotic treatment that could potentially take years. I am thankful for good health.

Another dramatic thing was the housing search. DEAR LORD. Now that it is over and seems to have worked out, it is okay to be excited. I am ecstatic to be in a house with 4 of my best friends. I should also mention that it is a cute place! Madrona neighborhood, 32nd and Pike – get over it, it’s not that bad. Promise!

The tattoo has been drawn out and is getting done September 2nd. Finally! Making shit happen and dreams come true. So shit = dreams, I guess?

It’s going to be tough balancing stuff this school year… the LAST one at SU! Maybe even forever! I want to pass classes, but have time for memories with friends and try to come home more to make sure mama is alright. I also want to try to go to dance classes (yeah right when school starts) and get in shape (again, yeah right when school starts)! I am going to be on a football team. Okay, fine, it’s flag football. My cousin called the team the “AZN Misfits” and we are stuck with it… he thought he’d be able to change it. Oh well! Come laugh at me on Saturday games.

You know what’s been nice? Not worrying about men. Last summer was great, but kind of miserable with the impending doom thing. I am so glad to not have to worry about that kind of stuff. Today I heard 2 reports of friends being cheated on by boyfriends – all in one lunch sitting. Come on, guys… I know girls do it as well, but I am starting to lose hope in all men. I challenge someone to prove me wrong. Teeeeheeeee