I'm fucking pissed

I don't really know if people read my blog. I write because I feel like writing.... if people read it, then ok, more power to me, hurrah.... (made with no intonation)

But I'm pissed, why? for several reasons.... and I can't write it here because i don't know if that person reads this blog.... well, i'm talking about more than one person....

What I've learned:

1. It's not about you all the time you know....
2. Seriously, make up your mind!!!
3. For me to be able to chill and relax, I need to cut off people that makes me stressed and tense. But how? I'm too friendly.I have enough shitty things going on with school.
   
4. Own up to your mistakes, don't blame others for the predicament that you're in.

What I need to do:

1. Life is not about complaints. I should learn to handle the cards that life gives me. I should learn how to play poker better.
2. I should learn to speak up more.
3. I should learn to get what I want and say what I want to certain people
4. I know I'm a good friend. I'm always there for my friends... I should just learn not to let their problem affect me since I'm not tied or related to it.

Sigh.....

Grad school is breaking me. It's Spring Break but I feel overwhelmed why?

Birds and the Bees

We had our Social Stars group for today and we discussed "touching", what kinds of touching was appropriate and not appropriate. This group was a group of 1st graders and a Kindergartner.

The SLP asked... "Do we kiss people?" the reaction of the first grader was, "Ewwwww... Never ever kiss people. Never kiss anybody because first you get cooties, then you get AIDS!!" The kindergartner replied with "yeah, and you get in trouble."

What happened to the birds and the bees? I wonder what their parents taught them... hmmm... but they're right.... kissing gives you trouble..... ha! my students are so bright!

Tests + Projects + Presentations + Practicum = Anxiety

I was studying with my group on Monday and we were talking about all the tests, projects, presentations and practicum that were due. We realized that everyone in our group were having anxiety issues.

I thought I was the only one going nuts in this program, but I guess I'm one of the saner ones. I'm the one person in my study group that's not on meds.... Our conversation shifted from studying to the variety of medications my classmates were taking.

Hopefully, I won't go on meds but I was close to it last semester.... I had 3 breakdowns this semester and no anxiety attacks yet. Last semester, (considering how messed up it was), I had...hmmm I think 4 anxiety attacks and a lot of breakdowns.

Dang... no wonder the SLPs out there are nutty. Hello Crazyland!

I love him!!!

Sam Hart is the bomb and has the best humor ever. I don't care if it's nerdy. I love him... If someone ever makes me a song, I will love him forever!!!

On Reminiscing

I miss how you make me smile...
When you tell me that you love me
I miss how you make me giggle...
When you tickle me out of nowhere
I miss how you make me feel good...
When I know you're next to me.
I miss how you hugged me...
When I see you for the first time on the weekends
I miss how you brighten my day
When I know I'll see you in a few hours
I miss how I feel loved...
When I know that we're together

But...

We're not together,
My day is not brightened
I am no longer hugged
I no longer feel good
I no longer giggle
I am no longer loved
I no longer smile.

It's ok.

I'm only longing for the ghost of my past love.
and it will only stay in the past.
and it will only be a ghost.

Someday,
My day will be brightened
I will be hugged
I will feel good
I will giggle
I will feel loved
and I will smile my biggest smile
and once again,
I will love.

Facebook

I should just kill my Facebook account. Like I said... it's a black hole that sucks most of your time without realizing it.

But then again.... I will be disconnected to the world...

Decisions....

Our Professor's words of wisdom

Quote from our professor "Tequilla makes my clothes fall off...."


It's a song..... but no one in class knew that..... till our professor mentioned it 2 minutes later. That was the most awkward 2 minutes.