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bitchy_merlinFirst order of business: It's been one month here, and I have so far refrained from killing anyone. Hooray.
Next, I'd just like to take the time to say ;LAKSD;FLAKJST;LKAJST;LASDN;AS OHMYGOD OMFG HALT'S PERIL* IS OUT TODAY IN THE US - AND HOPEFULLY CANADA AS WELL PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE - AND I AM EXCITE. I actually scheduled this as an event in my calendar, so I could be reminded and experience great joy:
Aside from that and studying, not much has been going on here. Had an interview for a Page position at the local library yesterday, but I don't think I'll get it, if only because the other candidates seemed to have more experience than me. Oh well. I've never been interviewed by three people at once before. I was like what is this, the Inquisition?. But the women (all three were female, can't remember their names) seemed nice, at least.
Yeah. Uneventful. Except I'm sick and we have groceries (mom and dad came up on Sunday). I think it was good for them. They want to get a cat, apparently, "because David's been asking for one". Correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't think that's such a great strategy, if only because a cat would make mom and dad completely miserable and do more harm than good. I mean, dad is so anal about his clothes - he would go ballistic if there were cat fur everywhere. And mom would just be so stressed all the time because there would be fur all over the house and.... I've said it before but I'll say it again: for two very intelligent people, my parents can be remarkably stupid at times.
Have I mentioned how exhausting this is getting to be? Just this, just the constant thinking and worrying about everything. Like do David's teachers know, and how to keep this hidden from Grandma and Grandpa, and what if mom and dad do something stupid like get a cat, and what if David does something stupid...
And I'm three hundred km away, in Kingston. I'm removed. I can't even imagine what it's like for mom and dad, being there with him 100% of the time. It must be awful. They're both blaming themselves for it, even though nothing was their fault. I think they're just really stressed and I don't know how anyone is going to get through this intact. I'm just really hoping the stress doesn't get to them, and I obviously want to help in any way I can, but I can't tell them that because my family never talks to each other (see: Married Couple Syndrome, my parents are so married), and a;lksjdflakt FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.
And I can't talk to David either, because, well, yeah. I would, if I could. But that's not an option. I'm super excited to be home for Thanksgiving, don't get me wrong, but at the same time I feel like it'll be an emotional minefield, and I'm really selfish and not good at those.
OMG, why do my posts involve so much emotional whiplash?
*The ...what, ninth? Ranger's Apprentice book by John Flanagan. SOMEDAY I WILL STOP OBSESSING OVER CHEESY 12-YEAR OLD BOOKS, I SWEAR.
Next, I'd just like to take the time to say ;LAKSD;FLAKJST;LKAJST;LASDN;AS OHMYGOD OMFG HALT'S PERIL* IS OUT TODAY IN THE US - AND HOPEFULLY CANADA AS WELL PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE - AND I AM EXCITE. I actually scheduled this as an event in my calendar, so I could be reminded and experience great joy:
Aside from that and studying, not much has been going on here. Had an interview for a Page position at the local library yesterday, but I don't think I'll get it, if only because the other candidates seemed to have more experience than me. Oh well. I've never been interviewed by three people at once before. I was like what is this, the Inquisition?. But the women (all three were female, can't remember their names) seemed nice, at least.
Yeah. Uneventful. Except I'm sick and we have groceries (mom and dad came up on Sunday). I think it was good for them. They want to get a cat, apparently, "because David's been asking for one". Correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't think that's such a great strategy, if only because a cat would make mom and dad completely miserable and do more harm than good. I mean, dad is so anal about his clothes - he would go ballistic if there were cat fur everywhere. And mom would just be so stressed all the time because there would be fur all over the house and.... I've said it before but I'll say it again: for two very intelligent people, my parents can be remarkably stupid at times.
Have I mentioned how exhausting this is getting to be? Just this, just the constant thinking and worrying about everything. Like do David's teachers know, and how to keep this hidden from Grandma and Grandpa, and what if mom and dad do something stupid like get a cat, and what if David does something stupid...
And I'm three hundred km away, in Kingston. I'm removed. I can't even imagine what it's like for mom and dad, being there with him 100% of the time. It must be awful. They're both blaming themselves for it, even though nothing was their fault. I think they're just really stressed and I don't know how anyone is going to get through this intact. I'm just really hoping the stress doesn't get to them, and I obviously want to help in any way I can, but I can't tell them that because my family never talks to each other (see: Married Couple Syndrome, my parents are so married), and a;lksjdflakt FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.
And I can't talk to David either, because, well, yeah. I would, if I could. But that's not an option. I'm super excited to be home for Thanksgiving, don't get me wrong, but at the same time I feel like it'll be an emotional minefield, and I'm really selfish and not good at those.
OMG, why do my posts involve so much emotional whiplash?
*The ...what, ninth? Ranger's Apprentice book by John Flanagan. SOMEDAY I WILL STOP OBSESSING OVER CHEESY 12-YEAR OLD BOOKS, I SWEAR.
