Showing posts with label Christina. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christina. Show all posts

Friday, March 13, 2009

The Way I See It # 515

I have been sick for about a week now, and I am so done with it. I still have a sore throat, I had a coughing fit at the movies last night, and I'm just over being "Typhoid Mary"

I'm getting used to my new bangs, and I'm always staring up at them, this could be the reason for a head ache all day.

I woke up to snow flurries. This made me frown. I just want summer to be here, I can't even stand it.

I feel like this blog should be formatted into a list like The Engaging Prospectus, I feel like that might be more efficient, but I wouldn't want to cramp Lena's style.

Today I did some much needed redecorating with Christina and Jackie (mis hermanas). We did a really good job! I'm actually really impressed. Our Family room now looks better than it ever has, and we even bought some plants (orchids!) to brighten up the room. If I had a stamp of approval, I would.... stamp.... all over this room.

As for tonight I'm going to Johnny's, the restaurant where my sister works, with Mom, Jackie, and Christina for a big family dinner, and then hopefully head over to a bon fire later tonight.


OH.
I got a 100% on my huge Archaeology exam! SCORE.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

The Way I See It # 447

I've been home from work for a couple hours now. I spent most of my day filing papers so the day kind of dragged. Overall, it beats working at a crazy mall on my feet. Right now, however, I am sitting in my living room watching "Bridge To Terabithia". I read this book when I was younger, and I remember really liking the book. However, this movie is nothing like what I imagined. I'm waiting for the ending so I can cry.

Maybe it's that my eyes are tired from filing all day, or that my contacts are drying up, but I have this insane urge to cry. Not sobbing, and not one of those choking/heavy jobs.... but just crying. I don't know. I should be relaxing, but everytime I have a moment to myself I feel like I should be doing something.

Now the boy in this movie is at a museum. I need to get over to the National Gallery.

I'm heading into DC tomorrow to pick Christina up from the metro


oh gosh, it's the end of the movie.
here I go...