The ramp up

So, my last semester in this MSPA (master of science in Public Affairs) is ramping up. I have an assignment I was going to do but have chosen not to. I dont have anything to do next weekend so i plan on doing it then. I am concerned that my project will not be robust enough for my thesis, I am also concerned about my design. Im also worried I am just not smart enough to do it justice, and that no one will read it anyway…

Well come summer I should? Maybe? have a masters degree, I plan on working at neighbor works for a while longer but I am concerned that I will not be given more responsibilities at my job. The market is so bad right now i think I am going to be greatful for just having a job.

When the student loan check comes in I plan on paying off Ferris. One less bill a month to worry about, I think the rest will be put into savings, just incase I need to move or something. Oy.

I get worried alot lately. I was good for a little while there, but Ryans visit has made me think I am not accomplishing enough. I dont know maybe its just the break talking, but if that is the case, what is going to happen after grad school?

I can feel the gears getting out of thier holiday slumber and whirring to a new dash to the finsih line.

So, like the 2 readers that I had, sorry, I didnt mean to ignore you.

I went home for the holidays. That was good. It was relaxing. It was great spending some time with the family. Jack picked me up at the airport on my way back, and Jon and Ania, borrowed Ferris while I was away so I didnt have to worry about him not starting. Yay.

Since I got back I had a tummy ache, saw a friend off to iraq, and had jury duty. So I guess alot has been going on. Just not anything to entertaining.

I just went down to walgreens and bought a diet coke and some correctol (laxitive) and while checking out the girl asked so how are you doing… looked down and went oh. I turned pink. After I paid she said “have a good one teehee”

I promise to write more…

Work is crazy, class is crazy, I had a last minute schedule change in my flight, I havent packed yet, Im picking Jon and Ania up at the airport renting them my car, Going to joplin, Finishing paper, helping my sister move, and by god by my birthday I will be done.

Bree is a loud mouthed, wildly independent, rebellious, borderline obsessive neurotic that is sex driven meglomaniac; who is dangerously attractive in an unconventional manner. She knows know to drink you under the table, take your money, and thank her for leaving you heartbroken. — Best thing that was said about me ever!

Jim: Bree, I was thinking as I was watching that you really remind me of Starbuck.
Me: YESS!!! *Best compliment EVER*
05 December at 21:42 · Delete

So I sent a letter to santa, a physical and written letter with a stamp on it and everything… to Santa.

I Asked for Dean Winchester or his Car.

My ex calls me last night. The one that kinda looks like dean winchester.

Santa is mean.

Im in a stupid bootie thing until my toes get better.
my toes meanwhile are FREEZING. My uterus hurts, my stomach is upset, I have a headache, and I wont even mention the pooping. ugh. and this weekend I have 2 papers to write. just freaking shoot me now

I really do. Ugh. My toes are broke. my foot is swollen. I havent hung out with any of my freinds in over a month close to 2. I have a zillion things due for class and Im all around cranktastic.

bah humbug.

December can suck it.

So I havent updated lately. Mostly due to school, and my life not being all that exciting. Well. Saturday night I was walking by the couch and it leapt out and attacked me. I now have a broken toe and a humilating bootie.

I have relearned to hate doctors.

And My toe is turning intresting colors.

This is after a week without a camera because I tripped on the stairs and broke my camera. Sigh. I think this semester might be trying to kill me.

Thanksgiving ….. I slept through it.

5 years. ugh. I dont even want tot talk about it .

No one has emailed me on Okcupid. Apparently I am still undateable.

My hair is growing out weird.

I am trying to organize my desk better…. not sure how that is working out.

on attempt number 3 of cleaning my bathroom I nearly killed myself by slipping and my arm landing in the toilet.

I still need to put my laundry away.

I havent seen any of my friends in ages.

… the end of the semester is fast approaching and work is also getting busier. Im not dead just busy. Unless you want to know all about my organzational decision treees and urban indian housing research Im kinda boring at the moment