I feel like my blog has become one of those boring “tell you what I did all day” and that’s it kind of blogs. It may just be my schedule right now, but I feel I am in a blog slump. This is no good.

After my ridiculously long day yesterday, I got out of class a bit early. Thank God, because the pointless questions and commentary from fellow students made me want to bang my head into the table repeatedly. I got out at 8:30, which is so much better than 9:50. The boy and I decided to hell with a late dinner and watch Project Runway instead. I got to sleep late today! 10:30 is so much better than 6:00 AM! Unfortunately, I have another grueling 6 1/2 hour class today at 3:30. How in the world am I going to do this for two months?

Las Vegas pictures and a music post to come soon. Forcing my music taste on my readers has always been fun in the past. Hopefully it will get me out of this boring blog mode!

So school was definitely school. You know, all kinds of schooly and stuff. My math class shouldn’t be too bad. I have a great professor who seems like he will make the class as fun and interesting as math can be. Trust me, I need it. 5th graders have better math skills than I do. Psych will be psych. My teacher likes to talk and rambles on and on and waits until the very last second to let us go. It was really boring, but I’m sure I will do good. I then realized that my cute Harajuku Lovers tote would be no good for the 500 pounds of books I have to carry and was forced to make a run to Target for an ugly, huge backpack. I could take it camping if I wanted to, because that is exactly how much crap I need this semester. It was out with the cute and in with the navy blue backback. Ew.

After my 3 1/2 hour break, I went to my CNA class. The teacher seems alright, as do the other girls and ONE boy. One woman, who is in her 40s talks with a baby voice ALL THE TIME and I kind of want to throw things at her to make her shut her mouth. That class is going to be an insane amount of work. I got a stack of papers that I could bind and make a book out of. It was that big. I need to go get TB shots and a physical and all kinds of nonsense by the first week in February when I start clinicals. It would be great if I knew that more than two weeks in advance, because I kind of don’t have health insurance. I need to buy scrubs and ugly white nursing shoes and a watch with a second hand. I have a ton of stuff to do.

Then on top of it all, I get into a huge argument with my mother and I tell her exactly how selfish she is being. Of course, she tries to turn it all around and say that it’s my fault we haven’t talked in over 2 weeks and that she has been trying to talk to me all along about it. I don’t think so. Don’t try to turn this all around and make it seem like this is all my fault. Don’t lie to me and try to act like you’re the victim. YOU did this. Not me.

Right now I’m at work until 7:00PM, babies are napping. I’m about to pull out some math homework go through google reader because I’m so behind and hope today will be a better day. The last of the Vegas pictures will probably be up later tonight.

I need a nap.

Well, for two months at least. Tomorrow I start school and the schedule of hell. I’m really not looking forward to the super long days, but I will suck it up and do it. Most likely whine about it too, but I’m sure that goes without saying.

Here’s my weekly schedule:

Monday
8:10-9:50 Math
11:00-12:15 Psychology
3:30-9:50 Nurse Assistant training class

Tuesday
8:00-7:00 work

Wednesday
8:10-9:50 Math
11:00-12:15 Psychology
3:30-9:50 Nurse Assistant Training

Thursday
3:30-9:50 Nurse Assistant Training

Friday
8:00-7:00 work (I won’t always work until 7 Fridays)

One good thing is my Nursing class is only an 8 week course, so after those two months my schedule gets a little lighter!

So tomorrow I will pack up my cute tote bag with all my notebooks and binders and go to school. I will most likely bring my laptop because, good lord, did you see that break I have between Psych and Nursing? You all better think of me around 7:00 and realize I’ve been in class for 3 1/2 hours and still have almost 3 to go and hope I’m not falling asleep or something equally embarrassing on my first day.

It’s just one of those days. I’m feeling some venting coming, probably a little ranting thrown in.

I mentioned this once before and haven’t really brought it up since, my mom told my dad she wants a divorce the day I came home from vacation. It basically came out of nowhere, not too long ago her and my dad were discussing places to move when he retired, so we were all shocked. There was not like a series of things that led up to it. Ever since then, my mom has been trying to act like nothing happened and told my brother we (my sister, dad and I) would forget about it soon enough. She refused to talk about it to my dad or us, saying she doesn’t have to justify anything to us and that we are old enough, so we shouldn’t care what she does. I’m sorry, last time I checked justifying and talking about what’s going on and where we are going from here are completely different things. Am I right? So basically, you can cut the tension with a knife in my house. Yesterday, after much prodding, my dad finally got her to talk some and she decided she is moving out and looking for apartments and that is all she has to say. It’s absolutely maddening. I think she is being very selfish. You just tore this family apart out of nowhere and refuse to talk about what’s going on? I just don’t understand.

I live at home while I am in school. I probably will until I graduate. I just don’t see working as a  part time nanny paying the bills and rent in Chicago. With all this stuff going on at home, this is the last place I want to be. I’m lucky I have a boyfriend who will whisk me away and out when I feel like I just can’t take it anymore. I really just want to be anywhere but here right now, I feel like I need a vacation, even though I just got back. I want to just go somewhere and when I come back, everything will have settled down in it’s new place and I will be able to just merge right back in to life.

On a less serious note –

- my 100 Things page got lost in the Great Blog Fiasco of 08. I only have 10 things about me now and I’ll be damned if I rewrite 90 things again. It took me forever the first time!

- I start school next week. I have to buy books. I HATE BUYING BOOKS. I hate is almost as much as when I sell them back and they give me mere pennies for my $150 book. Robbing me blind!

- The writer’s strike blows. The boyfriend and I have resorted to movies, movies we have seen before, cheesy movies, tv movies, just about anything. I don’t know how much more bad reality television I can take. Trust me, I watch the Hills, I can handle bad “reality” shows.

- Dude. Why does web design cost so much? I just want a cute custom theme for my bloggy here and don’t really have $400 to spare.

Enough of the whining, let’s end this entry with something cute.

So this stupid wordpress update has been sitting on my dashboard, taunting me to update my site for the past week. I, being the sissy that I am, put it off because I am afraid I will fuck everything up. Today, I decide to man up and just upgrade.

What do I do?

Completely fuck everything up. I have to delete wordpress from my server and re-install it. Luckily, I had saved my posts, comments and all of that in an XML file thingy, but my theme, plugins, widgets and all that…GONE. I’ve been scrambling to get everything somewhat back to how it was. I can’t believe I almost lost my whole blog.

Oh, when I reinstalled wordpress, of course, I did not install the newest one. I’m still stuck with the one I had before I messed everything up.

I’m never trying to update wordpress again.

I will have version 2.3.1 for the rest of my life.

Forever.

EDIT

I got everything back up but now my entries are showing up as old in feed readers. So it seems like I haven’t updated but really my new entries are all marked with December publishing dates. 

 I DON’T KNOW HOW TO FIX IT AND IT IS MAKING ME CRAZY.

Can I just say how much I hate snow? We got like a foot this past week and I was stuck shoveling out my stupid, very huge driveway yesterday. My back is aching. My arms are aching. Stupid snow.
Then today I get to work and manage to get myself stuck in my parking spot. That will be a bitch trying to get out of once I leave here.

I HATE SNOW.

Friday, I also managed to lock my keys in my car and, OF COURSE, lost the spare. $40 later I have my keys and a spare made on the spot. It hilarious because I usually check if I have my keys like 3 times before I get out of the car because I am so paranoid about locking them in the car.

It wasn’t snowing at the time, but there was still some on the ground.

Also, Macy’s shipped out each pair of my shoes seperately, charged me one for the both of them AND then decided to charge me AGAIN for only ONE pair of them. I paid for one pair twice? Then I call Macy’s, after 3 times of being on hold for over a half an hour, they tell me how they only charged me for each pair once. THEN I call my bank and they tell me Macy’s made TWO charges not one like they said. Now I am going to have to call Macy’s back and throw a fit on the phone because they are obviously morons.

Marshall Field’s would never do this to me.

I’m blaming it all on the snow.

Snow ruins my life.

I’m not a fan of snow. Period. Okay, maybe a little, when it’s light, fluffy and kind of pretty and only sticks around for a short amount of time. Other than that snow, I hate it. In Chicago, it never stays pretty, except while it’s snowing and then only for awhile, because it is just waiting to turn into slushy mush. Kind of like a little bit ago when I got out of the car and stepped in the slush. In some gym shoes. Not boots. Slush in your shoes is not fun.

NOT FUN.

It’s also not fun because you can’t park anywhere. Chicago is ridiculous with parking and street signs. They all should just say: DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT PARKING HERE. EVER. OR ANYWHERE ELSE. EVER. because you will get a ticket or, worse, towed.  (knock on wood)

ALSO, NOT FUN.

And finally, my dad works on all those city trucks that clear all the snow of the slushy mushy streets. Automotive electrician or some other title, I don’t know. I also don’t appreciate the city calling my dad into work at 2AM, only to come home at 3PM, every day when snow decides make an appearance.

NOT COOL.

Snow, go away. I don’t appreciate your presence.

(Note to self: go buy some fucking winter boots)

Sorry. I’m cranky. Project Runway recap will come sooner or later.

The other day I get home and find out a ticket came for me in the mail. SERIOUSLY?! A stupid running the red light ticket. There is a photo of my car supposedly running the red light and even video. In the stupid video, CLEARLY, I am just about to pass the other crosswalk when the light turned red. It’s not like the light was red and I decided to go tearing through the intersection. Seriously, man, I’m so pissed. I don’t cruise around Chicago racing through red lights. Now I have a stupid $77 ticket, that I don’t think I even deserve because of those stupid cameras on the traffic lights. If I intentionally did it, I would pay it and not bitch about it, but I don’t think I deserve it so I am going to bitch about it! bitchbitchbitchbitch

I added 5 more things to my 100 Things About Me list. Check it out if you like, there are now 10 things you didn’t know about this girl right here!

Grey’s Anatomy last night, people. I know some of you watch it. Tell me what your thinking. Alex and Lexie? Totally called that! I am still not liking George and Izzy. It bothers me so much. I’d rather see Izzy and Alex back together, at least they were more interesting. I still think Meredith looks like an old lady. I love that Christina is getting some competition for surgery’s now. Um, and can we have Pacey on here already. Seriously.

NO MORE IZZY AND GEORGE PLZ.

 

Is it seriously Monday already? It went by too fast!

I would like to go back to bed.