anyway, I've kind of been neglecting this blog that I had gotten so good at updating for the past week or so.
I'm trying to use as a way of passive aggressively venting about people. I don't want that sort of thing on the internet. it always embarrasses me later. I'm trying to be the better person.
hm.
other than that... twenty TWO more days. that is a very manageable number. three weeks?! three weeks ain't nothing. or, is practically nothing. you know what I mean. I'm starting to get more and more anxious.
I'm sick of everything. I'm so unbelievably burnt out. you all don't even know.
jane and I are getting coffee in the morning (ie-before bed...) and I don't even care if I shouldn't be doing stuff like that. I mean...I ...
blah, can you tell I just want to be out of the internship?
man, I will feel so accomplished when this is over. I'll have spent six months living a backwards schedule, spending roughly 53ish hours a week in either prayer room or awakening or church services. And I spend at least 8 hours a week in classes, around that many hours serving. with only one day a week off.
and we stay up all night. that totally effs with your balance of life I can't wait to get up at seven in the morning, instead of be taking a shower trying to relax myself into sleep. real life isn't like this, and that's why we do the internship I guess.
but really, I can't live like this anymore. I just can't.
I mean, I can live almost like this, just not to the crazy extent that I have to in the internship.
I've said it a million times and I'll say it again.
I cannot wait to be on days. and I can't wait to have a job again.
mostly though, I can't wait to be able to take a vacation, you know? like, just home. and not have to be at a certain place at a certain time and sign in and wear a badge and live such a painfully monotonous life.
I am clearly very sick of this internship. I wish I wasn't so sick of it
because I'll really miss everyone a lot, mostly.
this has been my life for half of 2010 already.
um. I have nothing else to report.
tony & I took naps in the healing chairs tonight on accident.
or, it was an accident for me, tony thought it was hilarious, elephant whisperer woke us both up at some point or another.
I think I always get confused on am I really not feeling well, or am I just sleepy and these chairs have arms and I can lay back in them and it will take someone longer to notice I'm sleeping?
probably always the second one.
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I had a dream last night that I was hanging out with that kid who looks like a blonder erlend oye from ihop, the one I had a little bit of a crush on during orientation last year and then never saw him again (for awhile, but I see him now all the time, his dad was my teacher for song of songs).
and I was telling him that I thought he looked like erlend, and he was like "uh, we're cousins."
and I was like "noo, you're canadian [true, his dad was my teacher, I legit know this] he's from norway."
and he said "so what you're trying to tell me is that canadians and norwegians can't be related?" and I was like "well, I don't think so..."
and then I woke up. it was weird.
later days.
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