Single, Sarcastic, and Spectacular in FL

A 20-something grad student's rants about life and finding a man.

Sunday, November 30, 2008

My family makes me sick

So, the title may be a little bit misleading.

I started feeling sick on Thanksgiving day. My throat was sore and when I woke up on Friday, I had a full-blown head cold. I hate being sick but I've learned to live with it since I get sick like this about 5 times a year. That's not normal, right? Something must be wrong with me. I've probably killed too many immune cells with alcohol or something. I've been through four boxes of tissues so far and I have to get on an airplane tomorrow morning and be sick around strangers.

I decided to wait until tomorrow to go home even though I need to study for finals really bad! My dad bought me a ticket for tomorrow morning, yesterday and this morning I woke up and found two notices in my email with my confirmation number. EXCEPT the ticket said (my home city) to ATL to LGA!! I do not live in NYC, I live in Florida. I almost started crying because I LOVE New York and Christmas time in New York is pretty much the best thing ever. So, once again school has ruined my life. If I didn't have to go back home for stupid finals, I could be in New York City tomorrow around lunchtime just walking the streets, going to Chelsea Market to get fresh food and sitting in Central Park wondering where each person is going and what their life is like. BOO! On another note, I really don't know how my dad missed that, but for a second, I saw a glimmer of what my life will be like when I get my coveted degree in about 3 more years. Then I will be able to take sporadic trips (well, if I'm working part-time, which I plan to do) and i won't have to worry about being on any other schedule than mine. Ahh, sounds nice.

For now, I will focus on getting better and passing all of my exams so that I can enjoy my Christmas holiday and hopefully go skiing with my dad! I'm excited.

Just get through the next two weeks. Just get through the next two weeks. Just get through...

Oh, and in case you were wondering, nothing happened with the guy friend. We did hang out, but seeing as how I'm blowing my nose every two minutes and it sounds like a frieght train when I do, I'm not exactly appealing (to myself or others).

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Home for the Holidays...bleh

So I flew home on Tuesday morning and let's please not even talk about the old lady throwing up in the airport right next to me before I even got on the plane! I had to get up and high-tail it away from her general area before I started to hurl myself. You could hear her gurgling and she was just heaving non-stop into a thin plastic bag. Ewww...I don't want to think about that anymore.

I took a VERY early flight home, so I got here at around 10 am. This is also why I got crap from my supposed friend who drove me to the airport. Keep in mind that I had driven her to the airport only the week earlier. I didn't know there was a time frame for the "friend-airport" scenario. whatever. As you can tell, I'm still a little pissed about that. She should have just told me NO instead of agreeing to take me and complaining about the early hour and her lack of sleep ALL the way to the airport.

When I got here my whole family was there to get me (including my doggie niece) and I felt very loved! Jump to 24 hours later. I'm ready to go back to my quiet apartment with my own tv and my own bed and do what i want when i want how I get the picture. It's not that I'm not excited about cooking the Thanksgivingmeal, though. That is actually the highlight of this trip. I love to cook and for the most part, my mom is letting me make the healthy meal that i wanted to make for tomorrow. The menu so far is mashed sweet potatoes, a citrus glazed turkey, homemade veggie stuffing, sauteed asparagus, and pumpkin pie made with splenda. Oh, and wine. I made my mom go and pick out her favorite wine because I wanted to be able to drink with my Thanksgiving dinner for the first time in my life. A lot of people in my family are recovering (or current) alcoholics, so we never any wine out like normal people. There would just be a bottle of vodka under the kitchen sink in case you wanted to slip some into your apple cider while you "put your plate in the sink." I'm not planning on having more than 2 glasses, though. I think my parents saw me drunk enough times during my high school years to last a lifetime. Sorry guys.

Speaking of tomorrow, it will just be my parents, my sister, and this guy friend of ours who is recently divorced and has a crush on me. I know this because he has blatantly told my sister several times. I'm not gonna lie, it's nice to be wanted but this guy is a little unstable right now. But, it never hurts to lead a guy on a little, right??

We'll see how tomorrow goes. Hopefully my mom won't act too psycho and we can have a nice quiet day and end it by going to see Reese Witherspoon's new Christmas movie. I'm excited about it. Then maybe the guy friend and I can go get drunk and have a little fun since my sister is NOT fun and goes to bed at about 9 pm.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! drink up!!

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Rain Boots? Cleaning boots.

Why is it that I can't clean my apartment without wearing my rain boots? I'm serious. I just feel icky cleaning without them on. My apartment has about 4 days worth of filth (me throwing my tissues everywhere, kitchen counters a foot high, etc.) in it right now.
You have to understand one thing about me: I'm OCD.
BUT, every once in a while (drinking is usually involved), I will let it go one night and then it's OVER! It is the nastiest place you have ever seen for a couple of days before I get up the nerve to tackle it.
The only good thing about this time is I have my beautiful Christmas tree up to counteract some of the grossness. But it's still gross. Which is why I have my rain boots on (ironically so far this is their only job because I have only worn them in the rain once).

There is also a layer of "drunken shenanigan mess" in my apartment too, due to my friend and I coming back here after a night out and still having tons of energy. How? I don't know. So, there are two brooms in the middle of the living room from when we proceeded to "pay back" the neighbors upstairs for all the noise they have caused me in the last few months, then there are a couple of small cookies that my friend baked after I passed out on the couch, and also lots of little figurines around (I'm unsure as to what those are about). Anyway, it's a hodgepodge of things in here now and at this rate, I'll be done in 5 hours or so. Wish me luck.


Friday, November 21, 2008

Yogging and sugar cookies

So, last night I had an epiphany while I was trying to run at the exercise park about 10 minutes from my apartment. I call it an exercise park because they have every kind of sport field or court imaginable (as well as a huge pool and skating rink) and it makes you feel great about the health of all Americans when you are there. Everyone is doing something active, and I especially like when I see a dad throwing a ball with his young son or daughter. It makes me think of what I want my family to be like one day. But, as I was saying, I was jogging (or I thought I was) but I could only jog for about 1/2 a mile before having to stop and walk for a while. I am considerably out of shape, but still, 1/2 a mile!! please. So, as I was walking, this older man starts jogging past me at a very slow pace. So, I decided I should try slowing down a bit. I starting jogging, and what do you know, 40 minutes and 3 miles later, I was a jogging fiend! I was able to breathe steadily the whole time and I wasn't even hyperventilating when I finally stopped! yay!! I've found my new exercise routine--haha, routine, yeah right. Instead of walking and running intermittently, i can now jog (and feel a heck of a lot better when I get home)!

So, that was last night.

Tonight I baked homemade sugar cookies. There's still time to go to the park, I guess, but it's already pitch black outside (it's freaking 6:15!!) and there were a few sketchy guys at the park last night. I need to find some kind of pepper spray necklace to wear so I can exercise when I want and not be scared.

Ugh! I need to get off my ass and go already. Okay, maybe I will. Just after one more sugar cookie.

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Thursday, November 20, 2008

Since I made that somewhat depressing post earlier today, I decided to lighten the mood a little with this "props post". I'm giving props to one of my favorite websites:

I'm pretty sure all of the big cities around the US use this site. If you ever feel like there is NOTHING to do tonight, hit up metromix, and BAM! Sunday night not-for-seniors drunken Bingo, or Intoxiskate (roller skating--you guessed it--drunk, or semi-drunk for safety's sake). There is always some funky, hip, or even laid-back event going on, and of there's not, they'll even let you know who has a good happy hour or drink special going on.

I know what you're thinking but I'm not a paid advertiser. I just love having a website to direct my social life.
I just took my friend to the airport. Her grandfather died last Sunday night. When her mom called her with the news, my friend (J) was at a club in South Beach, drunk, and didn't really know what to do. She told me later that she just went and had a couple more shots and tried to dance the phone call away. I didn't really know what to say when she told me that. But, then again, I have no idea what I would have done if I was in that situation. It's terrible, but really there's nothing else you could do besides go home and cry. The funeral is tomorrow and she hates to fly alone. When I dropped her off at the gate, she looked at me and said, "I feel so weird. I don't know what I'm doing." I told her it was probably because she had so many emotions running through her now and when she got home and was with her family, she would be able to sort through her feelings better. She seemed fine about her grandfather, though. He had been terminally ill for a couple of years. Still, I always worry about J because she lost her father when she was 16 and I just think anyone who has gone through something like that probably has somewhat unstable emotions. Her dad went to work one morning like nothing was wrong and then a couple hours later he was dead; an aneurysm. Sometimes I feel bad talking to her about my dad because of how close we are. I'm just trying to be a good friend. Sometimes I feel like a sucky friend because I like to do things how I want and when I want, but I'm in my early twenties so I think now is the time to be a little selfish. I hope J is okay. I'll be thinking about her and her family today.

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Friday, November 14, 2008

No readers yet

The reason I decided to start blogging was because I am always telling stories to myself in my head, not out loud. I will use the "reading voice" and use anecdotes and basically narrate my life. I also recreate events that have happened to me or others or conjure up stories from thin air about what I wish had happened in some situation (mostly relational). Anyway, what I'm trying to get across to you is that I AM INSANE and I can't very well randomly tell people this fun fact about myself, so I've decided to put it into print. I will be using this blog to get my frustrations out, seeing as how I do not (nor ever have) seen a therapist, although I probably should. I will also be chronicling past events from my life that i have held onto for far too long (such as past relationships that I cannot get over) and stories from my all-to-normal crazy family. You will laugh, you will cry. Just kidding, I cannot even pretend to be a good enough writer so as to provoke emotion from you. Also, I didn't shower today. Wow, now I know you are excited about the next "first real" post!

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