Since I am getting taken off the schedule until at least Easter time, I'm going to have a very thin wallet for the next several months. This isn't so good, especially since I need to hold onto some money for when I get to college and also for building up wealth in general since I'll basically be spending my life as a poor SOB with my career choice. So.... I'm going to look for a second job. I need something that I can do mainly on the weekends and then during the week once I'm done with school. I just finished an online application for the Gap Outlet in my outlet mall, so fingers crossed there. I really enjoy retail, so I want something along those lines. I'm not going to even CONSIDER anything involving food in my search. Some other stores that I'll look into are American Eagle, Aeropostale (ehhhh I don't know about them), or something of a similar nature. I only need 10-15 hours per week during the school year with my schedule; summertime is fair game. I may venture out into some Medina or Wadsworth stores later on.
Since I'll be 18 in 4 days, it'll probably be a lot easier to get jobs as well as to get jobs that pay slightly better than what I'd get before being an adult.
Fingers crossed through all of this!
Sunday, January 18, 2015
The Tables Have Turned!
My mom is making my sister do the chores that she was going to make me do muahahahahahahaha!!!!! That's what she gets for being mean to a cripple!
I'm done.
Literally my sister is giving me no sympathy here, and I am ready to smack her upside the head with my crutches! She expects me to put a bunch of laundry away and all this other crap that I physically can't do and it is so annoying!
Make it work?
I was SO pumped that I almost made it to adulthood without getting seriously injured or ever being in the emergency room. Literally, I was thinking it last week! I said nothing out loud because I didn't want to jinx myself, but I guess it went without saying!!!!!!! This year, this week especially, I have been trying to keep my head up and roll with the punches. I kept in mind the words of Tim Gunn: "Designers, make it work!" and I have been trying to live by that mantra.
This is just another obstacle. I'm going to have to make this work out somehow! With my diet, my schoolwork, my show, EVERYTHING!
On the bright side, my pain levels have gone down substantially so it might be possible for me to perform with an ankle brace or with an Aircast boot. I'm keeping my fingers crossed, though. I really don't want to do crutches....
This is just another obstacle. I'm going to have to make this work out somehow! With my diet, my schoolwork, my show, EVERYTHING!
On the bright side, my pain levels have gone down substantially so it might be possible for me to perform with an ankle brace or with an Aircast boot. I'm keeping my fingers crossed, though. I really don't want to do crutches....
Sprained (?) Ankle Day 1
I hate this. My dad won't stop worrying about me and babying me which is getting really annoying. It still hurts pretty badly, but it's nowhere near as painful as it was last night. My mom gave me some Vicodin leftover from my dad's hernia surgery to help me sleep and to help kill the pain, and I slept like a baby.
On the bright side, I get to stay in bed today without judgement or anything, so I guess every cloud has its silver lining.
On the bright side, I get to stay in bed today without judgement or anything, so I guess every cloud has its silver lining.
Saturday, January 17, 2015
I sprained my ankle and all I got was this stupid bracelet...
But hey, it's still pretty accurate...
Bad Luck Emily Strikes Back
Guess who was having a perfectly wonderful day until something awful happened around the 5-6:00 hour?! THIS GIRL.
So this morning I went up to school and then rode up to West Side Market without a hitch, then had a marvelous time shopping around and eating my way through Cleveland. It was wonderful! We all had a blast. After that, I retrieved my keys without losing anything, then went home for a nice little nap. After that, I took pastries I bought over to my neighbors' house to celebrate my godmother's birthday! It was wonderful, I hung out there for awhile and then was forced to go to Mass with my parents. That's when everything went downhill.
I'm itching to get out of there, and as I walk out to my car, I miss a stair and fall, rolling my ankle. There was definitely a cracking noise. I had never been in so much pain in my life. It was MISERABLE. I screamed, a crowd gathered around me, and my parents had already driven away on their way to a restaurant in Cleveland. I flipped out and just sat there crying. I couldn't move anyways, everything hurt so badly. I kinda shooed the people around me away because they were freaking me out. I don't do well with strangers gathering around me and touching me and asking me questions and stuff. I felt bad for doing it, but I don't know what else I could have done! After that, I called my parents and they came and picked me up and took me to the Emergency Room.
The ER was a ghost town. Nonetheless, it still took forever to get anything done there. I had X Rays taken and all sorts of pain tests, yet they could not find anything conclusive. It's likely that I sprained it, which I really don't want to have happened. I just want the pain to stop so that I can go on with my life. I'm worried about my show now. This completely changes the blocking and the energy and dynamics of the show; I'm really really scared.
From 4:30 to 7, I should just avoid any and all activity.
Friday, January 16, 2015
"Family Secrets" Round 2
So, after nearly 18 years of believing that my dad had no cousins, I find out he has two! The reason I never hear of them is because one is dead and the other never got along with my dad. He would try to bully my dad when they were younger, but since my dad was larger than his cousin it never really had much of an effect on him. They also apparently always had different interests so they never really wanted to play together or anything as kids.
It kinda explains a lot, but it makes me wonder what my dad's living cousin is up to now.
It kinda explains a lot, but it makes me wonder what my dad's living cousin is up to now.
"Family Secrets"
Tonight, my sister and I visited with my grandparents to celebrate my Grandma's birthday. The night started off with some butter pecan ice cream and the expectation to stay for only 25 minutes or so. We ended up staying there for about two hours talking!
The whole thing started when my sister made a joke about not hearing about my dad's side of the family ever. We only know his sister, our grandparents, and kinda know my great aunt on that side of the family; everybody else that we've heard about comes from stories from my grandparents. From those stories, I have a pretty big family. All our life, it's bothered us that we only keep in touch with one side of the family and know nothing about the other. There had to be SOME reason why this happened! I knew that my grandpa was an only child so my dad didn't have any close cousins there, and I was under the impression that my great aunt and uncle didn't have any kids. I also assumed that there was some feud or reason why my dad never talked about them at all. Boy, was I right.
After my sister made her joke, my Grandma became very serious and said, "Well, I guess that's my fault, in a way," and began her story.
Her paternal grandfather was an abusive alcoholic, so her father cut her family off from his side and she grew up surrounded by members of her mom's side of the family. Her mom was one of six children who were all VERY close. The whole clan lived within 4 blocks of each other in a small town in Ohio. They got together all the time for "family functions." Well, my great-grandmother's favorite brother, Harold's, wife started "helping around the house" for their older brother Alfred. Alfred's wife was dying of cancer, so it seemed perfectly reasonable why she would want to help. After Alfred's first wife died, she left and divorced Harold and married Alfred.
My great-grandmother took terrible offense to this (who wouldn't?!) and cut the couple out of family life. She would not let her family attend any of the "family functions" because she did not want to see Alfred and Harold's former wife. It turns out that they were never even invited to any of these events; my great-grandmother still could not be convinced that they would not show up and put the family into isolation.
It's a lot more than I had expected, and it's kinda similar to Hamlet, in a way.
The whole thing started when my sister made a joke about not hearing about my dad's side of the family ever. We only know his sister, our grandparents, and kinda know my great aunt on that side of the family; everybody else that we've heard about comes from stories from my grandparents. From those stories, I have a pretty big family. All our life, it's bothered us that we only keep in touch with one side of the family and know nothing about the other. There had to be SOME reason why this happened! I knew that my grandpa was an only child so my dad didn't have any close cousins there, and I was under the impression that my great aunt and uncle didn't have any kids. I also assumed that there was some feud or reason why my dad never talked about them at all. Boy, was I right.
After my sister made her joke, my Grandma became very serious and said, "Well, I guess that's my fault, in a way," and began her story.
Her paternal grandfather was an abusive alcoholic, so her father cut her family off from his side and she grew up surrounded by members of her mom's side of the family. Her mom was one of six children who were all VERY close. The whole clan lived within 4 blocks of each other in a small town in Ohio. They got together all the time for "family functions." Well, my great-grandmother's favorite brother, Harold's, wife started "helping around the house" for their older brother Alfred. Alfred's wife was dying of cancer, so it seemed perfectly reasonable why she would want to help. After Alfred's first wife died, she left and divorced Harold and married Alfred.
My great-grandmother took terrible offense to this (who wouldn't?!) and cut the couple out of family life. She would not let her family attend any of the "family functions" because she did not want to see Alfred and Harold's former wife. It turns out that they were never even invited to any of these events; my great-grandmother still could not be convinced that they would not show up and put the family into isolation.
It's a lot more than I had expected, and it's kinda similar to Hamlet, in a way.
1/16/15
I was having a pretty great day up until about half an hour ago! School went fine, except for the fact that one of the three people on my team for Video Production dropped the class and he was the only one in the group with a camera so we're left behind scrambling to do what we can! I had some fun today with Dylan and Abby, which is always wonderful. Megan and I had a fun drive home, AND I don't have a ridiculous amount of homework this weekend!
Then everything changed when I lost my keys.
As I was typing this post, a girl I work with called to inform me that they found my keys and that I can grab them tomorrow afternoon.
Then everything changed when I lost my keys.
As I was typing this post, a girl I work with called to inform me that they found my keys and that I can grab them tomorrow afternoon.
Thursday, January 15, 2015
Whoa...
In exactly one week, I am going to be 18. Wow. It kinda blows my mind, in a way. I'm going to be looking forward to it immensely, even though it really doesn't mean anything in terms of things I'm legally able to do now. All I get is legal "consent," smoking, the ability to drive at any hour of the night (which won't happen anyways with my parents), aaaaaaand tattoos and additional which I won't be able to get anyways. I can legally vote, but the next election isn't for some time. It doesn't really mean much, which kinda sucks, yet there's so so much attached to turning 18. Funny how that works.
1/15/15
Today was a pretty solid day! I got out of half of it, which was amazing! In video production, we storyboarded our project which is always interesting. I never took beginning art, so my drawing skills are incredibly limited and that was fun! English was alright, for what I was there for. After that, I went with a few kids from newspaper to a round table luncheon! It was alright; the food was pretty good which made up for the speaker being ehhhh, but the real joy of it came from missing half my day in school!
Rehearsal went a lot better than I had expected it to! I knew my lines a LOT better than I thought I did, and that really helped things along. I'm not nervous about that show. I'm nervous about the one I'm directing since there's a lot more at stake for me there.
When I got home, I got my first of probably several birthday cards as well as a package from Sephora that I ordered (which included my birthday gift from them). I love online shopping; it's like getting presents from yourself in the past!
Rehearsal went a lot better than I had expected it to! I knew my lines a LOT better than I thought I did, and that really helped things along. I'm not nervous about that show. I'm nervous about the one I'm directing since there's a lot more at stake for me there.
When I got home, I got my first of probably several birthday cards as well as a package from Sephora that I ordered (which included my birthday gift from them). I love online shopping; it's like getting presents from yourself in the past!
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