I felt bad because I missed posting yesterday, but then I checked the site and – HA!

None of us posted! So I feel a lot less bad.

I know, I’m a terrible person. I feel giddy that I wasn’t the worst blogger today. But eh – everyone’s like that. I’m not alone in this corner.

But anyway … Time for another WEEKEND UPDATE:

 

Friday:

1. Screw up scheduling shifts at work and have to work through my weekly Improv Club. Be bummed. Very bummed.

2. Ramona and I hang out at my work. I finish actual work. She watches Grey’s Anatomy or Scandal, I can’t remember which. It’s not my cup of tea.

3. My cousin Sky’s awesome boyfriend picks us up from downtown and we drive home. He is seriously the best guy ever. (And for the purposes of this blog he shall thus be called, Bear.)

4. Save Helena from a family party. There were only old people there. Helena had gone so far as to have a few drinks, this is a sign because she hates alcohol.

5. Eat delicious food from the party and avoid everyone. (Except Helena, Sky, and Bear.)

6. Jump in the jacuzzi with them. Have it be way to fuckin hot. Mostly sit on the edge.

7. Clean up the aforementioned party. Eat more food.

8. Try to watch Pentatonix and other fun internet videos but end up falling asleep.

 

Saturday:

1. Wake up later than expected at Helena’s grandmother’s house.

2. Eat breakfast of crab and noodles because that makes total sense.

3. Eventually get home and help siblings/cousins clean windows, vacuum, mop, dust, and other boring shit.

4. Leave with Sky, Bear, Helena, Ramona and Peter for a coffee shop again. We drink tea latte’s, eat ice-cream, and I finish a bunch of work I had procrastinated the shit out of.

5. Go home and babysit about 7 screaming kiddies (also cousins). Lure them to bed with brownies and ice cream. Fall asleep on the couch, waiting for their parents to come home.

 

Sunday:

1. Their parents come home at 4AM to pick the kids up. We hustle them to the car and then I finally lumber upstairs to my bed and collapse.

2. Wake up late again. Giving no fucks.

3. Get into an argument with my parents because I’m studying abroad next semester in Slovenia, and have been doing all the paperwork solo. They are mad I haven’t been filling them in.

4. Sign up for overseas health insurance and freak out a bit. Where the fuck am I going to find someone who can translate all my documents into Slovenian?

5. Eventually stop freaking out and chill. If it gets done in time then I go. If not, then I stay. Either way I’m pretty happy with life.

6. Procrastinate some more and watch a bunch of anime. Soul Eater may be my new addiction. Also I really liked the Okami-san and her 7 Companions had a really neat tie-in with fairy tales that I was totally digging.

 

Which brings me to today. I’ve been foolin’ around with an iPad that my grandma gave me. She bought it for herself but is shit at technology. (Really, though. She can’t even answer her own phone. It’s an Android.)

So I score. Yeay!

I’m supposed to use it instead of a laptop on my trip, but I don’t quite know how that’ll work out yet. I’m kind of giving it a test run right now to see how it works. We’ll see.

Anyway, time really does fly. Because I just checked the clock and I realized that I have to close for work in half an hour. Dammit. Well, I am sorry this isn’t really a post with thoughts and feelings and shit.

 

I’m too lazy today guys.

 

I’m a bit worried about my visa prospects, also student loans, so I’m a little out of it. And starving. I’m starving.

I ate way to much delicious/unhealthy food this morning and so am on a week long cleanse. It’s shitty. I really do have to watch my health though because last time I checked I had semi-high blood pressure, which is scary. (I’ll have to write more on that later – note to self.)

But I’ve been working out a lot and eating (slightly) better. I’ve always been good at endurance running, but it takes a looooonnnnnggg time to train for that. Hours that I just don’t have right now. So I feel like lately, I haven’t been doing as well as I want to health-wise. Every time I do have a bad week I feel really guilty.

 

And on that awkward note …

BYE INTERNET.