5 years old again

This was totally coming to me.

As I blogged about on New Years day, mom finally sat me down and we finished my college applications and sent them off (the "submit" button has never seemed so intimidating). But now that they're gone, I WANT THEM BACK.

I WANT TO KNOW.

TELL ME, DARNIT!!!

I was just in the shower, breathing in the steam and enjoying the respite from asthma problems (Allergies are terrible this week, thus so is my asthma) when I realized how young this whole process is making me feel. Young because I have no idea what I'm doing, young because I have yet to experience anything like living on my own, young because this impatience I'm feeling is driving me insane. Most everything in my life has been instant gratification. (Instant, here, stretches from literally seconds to a week or so.) But waiting for letters to come back is torture. Tell me where I'm accepted so I can think about it for a while.

During mass today it was Senior mass. Father Whoever-it-was was talking about how we have a lot of decisions to make soon that will determine the rest of our lives, and then he asked our class how many people knew where they were going to go to college. 5 people raised their hands. 5 out of 97 of us know. This makes me feel a little better, but most people have had letters come back to them. They at least have options!

And thus, I brought this upon myself. I procrastinated (sort of) longer than most of my peers and I know that, had I turned in my applications earlier, I would have had some sort of response by now.

But that doesn't matter in my mind. In my mind I am feeling small and impatient again. Give me my answers, and give me them NOW.

Addicted? Nonsense.

Um... FYI...

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Go to Ultrasound technician school

I'm going to write a blog later. Maybe. I need to do some homework first.

My new love affair

My Dear Piano,

First off, let me tell you that I love you. Isn't it obvious? I've been a faithful girl for over eleven years, and I've loved you from a distance from several more. Your keys, so sleek and elegant, will forever enchant me to learn new songs and I can't wait start learning a few more songs so that my fingers can flit up and down your keyboard once again.


But I've met someone else. Someone who challenges me like you no longer can. Someone who I've been studying from afar for a while now. I can't help it. I must touch, I must learn, I must experience that rush once more.



But Piano, do not despair! I love you too much to give you up. But for now, I must run with the new wind for a while.


I'll come back to you soon.

Stefanie

Flu... How I hate you.

Okay, so today has been one massive repeat of yesterday. Only I spent today in my marginally more comfortable bed (instead of the couch) and I watched four movies instead of TLC, Discovery Channel, and Disney Channel. Or about an hour of four movies and then would sleep for the remainder of each of those four movies.

I've been taking my temperature semi-regularly (aka when I remember to) and eating normally...ish. I guess yogurt, bananas, and pretzels aren't normal, but it's either that or I cook myself something, and I'd rather not be in that flu-delerium and standing over a hot stove. My temperature was way high this morning and then it dropped to below normal and hasn't gone up to normal last time I checked. When I woke up (five am. Eew.) it was 101.3 (which is, in my book, better than what I went to sleep as: 102.1) and then by 9 am it had gone down to 100.8. Then when I checked at 11 it was down to 97.3, and then last time I checked (about 6 pm) it was 97.8. I'm going to watch an(other) movie now and let my mouth go back to a normal temperature (I just drank gingerale...which is the Cure-all) and then take it again.

I'm a little afraid that I'm going to fall asleep during the movie and wake up to fnd out that my temperature has shot up again. Because that's what happened last night. I fell asleep feeling normal, and I woke up to find that I was at 102.

I haven't had the flu in years. Why do I get it now?

I knew it

I knew that I was getting sick.

I woke up this morning at the ungodly hour of 5 (on the dot) and couldn't go back to sleep. Around 6 I finally went downstairs to take my temperature and take some nyquil. (Have I ever mentioned my relationship with nyquil? We go way back. We're like this.) So anyway, my temperature turned out to be 100.2 and it went down within an hour of turning on the tv.

Since then, I feel a lot better than this morning but I haven't progressed much since then. I feel almost exactly how I did an hour ago, and an hour before then, and the hour before that.

Well, I have to go take some more medicine now.

New Years Resolution COMPLETED

TRIUMPH!!

Applied to COLLEGE today!!! Sent off all my applications and they're gone... nothing I can do about it. (Hooray!)

I've been playing this game all today: http://www.addictinggames.com/paintballthegame.html (It's addictive... Don't do it!!)

I think I'm getting sick. I've been feeling lightheaded all day (although eating my mom's soup helped) and I have that achey feeling in my neck. I always get that sore, achey feeling in my neck when I'm sick. So. Nyquil, here I come. I'll have to sneak into my mom's bedroom to get it because she hasn't put it in our kitchen.

I got a lot of handmedown yarn today from my mom's friend's daughter, who apparently didn't want it anymore. So... Now I have to find somewhere to put it. Damn. My drawer is full. Perhaps a visit to the Container store is imminent. I don't know where I could put it in my room... I refuse to spill my yarn into other rooms at this point. I need to keep it in my room, otherwise I'll lose it.

I've been wondering what it would be like to live in a family where more than one person enjoys a hobby. My mom used to crochet, Kerry-Lynn knows how to knit, but neither of them would steal my yarn. but if they had yarn I'd probably steal it. What if I were the Yarn Harlot's daughter. Nothing would be off limits... Muah ha ha.

Okay, I need to lie down and sleep. Maybe sleep can cure me of my almost-sickness.

Or yarn. Maybe I'll snuggle with yarn and that'll cure me.

New Years Resolution time!!

Hello 2008!!!

Okay, New Years Resolution time. Let's have a looksie at last year's resolutions:

1) Finish a book
2) Be more true to myself
3) Find a boyfriend

I think I succeeded in number two at least. I didn't write much at all this year, so number 1's out the window, and number 3 was a complete joke in the first place.

New year's resolutions for the year 2008:

1) Be not afraid of venturing by myself
2) Turn in my college aps (And get accepted into college.)
3) Exude confidence

The thing about this year is that things are changing for me. I tend to be very wary of change and of things that are unknowns. I cautiously shuffle into the unknown. I don't blast down the door and take things by storm. I think that with the change of leaving high school, I should change the way I deal with things I don't know. Because after May, I have no idea of what will happen. That's half of a year of my life. And then beyond that, the rest of my life.

Anyway, it's 1:30 already. I should go to bed now.

Happy new year, yall.