Secrets and Lies

Not everything in here is true, but it is based on real events.

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Location: Southern California

Friday, April 28, 2006

Friday

Friday. A day I was supposed to work, but didn't. I'm not bitter, just broke. Tonight I'm going to the museum and having cocktails and dressing up like a SoCal Carrie Bradshaw. It should be interesting, especially if I don't trip over those dress shoes I never wear.

I really need to do some school work today, which is why I'm doing this instead. But since I have all day to do it and nothing else to do, and it's cloudy outside, I'm thinking there's a good chance I'm going to get something done. At least I hope so. Procrastination is really a mofo.

I got my financial aid package for next year, and finally the gubment is recognizing that I am just a poor schmuck with no money. They are giving me a grant, which is super sweet. I've never gotten one before. It actually makes me kind of excited about going to school next year since I won't be going so much more into debt. But fear not, there will still be much debt. People are always talking about the high cost of ignorance, but they ought to see the high cost of my education. What's in my head should be enough to put a down payment on a house. Can you use your brain as collateral???

Anyway, it is almost May, and last night I was thinking that last year at this time I was getting ready to go to France. I wish I was doing that this year too. Instead I am counting the days to the end of the semester when I am free of the bullshit that goes along with school, when my life is my own and no one else's, when I'm making decisions for me and only me. Ahh, it will be sweet.

I'm also looking forward to visiting the fam, mostly because it will be nice weather. Usually it's cold and miserable. Plus I get to see people I don't get to see very often, and maybe I'll get to go horsebackriding if big sister is in a good mood. Maybe I'll get to meet my niece with the name that didn't undergo consultation, and therefore has not been ratified. Oh well. Hopefully she'll still turn out ok.

I'm teaching film production to a bunch of 11 year old girls. They are totally into it, and I think that's cool. I wish I could teach more classes like this, so when they get to college, those stupid boys can't bully them into making stupid kung fu and slasher flicks. It's definitely an uphill battle.

I've gained a few pounds since I lost all that weight. It seems like it's taking a while to get back what I lost. I don't know why, because it seems like I eat all the time. Not that I'm worried, I just don't want people to think there's something wrong with me (or at least THAT'S not what's wrong with me).

I think that's about all that's going on in this universe.

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