Saturday, April 16, 2011

The Waiting Game of Confusion and Lameness

There's no money for packing tape and Mom and I are to leave in two weeks. We have ten boxes packed along with four tubs. The tubs contain mostly blankets along with Christmas things.

Lovely.

No word yet on whether or not I got accepted into the Honors Program. They were to decide today.

So I wait and sit and read and write and design wedding dresses. The dresses are getting quite pretty and the writing is complicated and lovely. Though I am running low on books. No matter, I am to go to the library tomorrow anyway.

My life has become this madness of staying up to late in order to make the days of nothing seem not so small even when I could be doing something I just.... don't.


Darn it that new medication is supposed to work! I really don't want to up my dosage since once more it does not seem to be enough!

NO! I can't. We officially no longer have medical insurance. Lame. Lame. Lame.


So I sit and wait and draw and read and write all while my cat is practically chained to my lap all day and insists on following me around (Not that I don't particularly enjoy the fact that she does this, I quite love it actually, but still.)

I just want to know if I got into Honors! I am such a goose.