Wednesday, April 13, 2011

April 13th, 2011

I woke up around 8am, had granola for breakfast. It was absolutely miserable out today. As soon as my state of consciousness became apparent my mother became obsessively interested in my every thought and action, after attempting to get her out of my hair so I could focus on my work, I ended up agreeing to help her make a crystal... she noticed the rather large one on my mantel and was astounded to learn I made it with a hyper-concentrated alum solution. Lacking alum I used salt... after that I got ready to meet with my professor.

In the process of charging my phone, (as I always do before leaving the house) I noticed something amusing. My ex broke her self imposed silence to berate me for asking one of my friends to send her a message, the contents of which I don't even remember. Now my friend happened to befriend her because I convinced her that my friend wasn't trying to steal her boyfriend, (the person she dated before me; a bumpkin, probable victim of mental handicap, and spoiled Texas princeling of no consequence to anyone) and convincing my friend that my ex wasn't insane... I may have exaggerated just a tad... In any case, she was quite upset with me... she asked me why I didn't just talk to her... of course I did, and was ignored, then had to deduce from the lack of any online presence that she had deleted my contact info. I swear I know not what madness provoked my ill-fated tryst with that one, but her erratic behavior is no longer my concern. That fat useless lump of a boyfriend she lives with, he now has to put up with it, and considering the sort of person he is, I imagine he will, meekly, with little protest.

After that minor curiosity, I shut my phone off, (to conserve battery life) and ran to the bus. I got in on time but my professor was away assisting other students and didn't make it back in time to meet with me. After she generously offered to go over my test during her lunch, I told her I would meet with her instead tomorrow morning. After all she has done for me, it was the least I could do. She also offered me all the extensions I asked for, and I'm confident that I will be caught up by next week. With a grade, worthy of my brilliance. I then sat in self administered lecture by way of the computer lab until the bus arrived, which I did take, returning home around 1 pm. I had left over pasta for lunch, did my biology homework, read a chapter out of my biology text book, and found the time to email my ex. I told her in no uncertain terms not to text me, I said that if she wants to talk, she can call me, email me, or im me. Now I know she won't so I may as well have just told her off, but then I'm not the sort of person that does that. Maybe I should be... I really am too nice and too forgiving, its possibly my greatest fault but then its well balanced by my inability to tolerate nonsense or apologize for just cause.

After that little episode I was approached by my mother again, she wanted another loan, after the most pathetic contemptible whining she accepted my refusal in the most immature of ways. "whatever" was the response. I commented that she sounded as if she was 15... and certainly she is acting as if she is. Now I act the part of the parent cutting off their child's allowance to teach them budgeting, she certainly can't expect the bank of Taverna to bail her out every single time she needs to buy someone a gift. Who do I look like, the federal government?

It seems fate is decided that I should have headaches in perpetuity. I can only hope my soon to be triumphs grant the peace I have earned with my tireless efforts and stoic resolve, more than hope, I will it so, and so shall it be.

For dinner, we had a kind of shepherds pie made with turkey and sweet potatoes, its hard to describe but utterly delicious. After that I relaxed, watched the news, and chatted online for a period. Its now 11 and I must be headed off to bed, as I have a dawn appointment with my professor, and this time its actually at dawn. Class, will of course follow soon after.

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