Wam, Bam, Thank You...

I know, I know, another quick blog! I have barely had a chance to do much let alone update yall on my goings on.

Last week I started CNA training, that stands for Certified Nurse's Assistant. Its a free 8 week training program here in town that requires class M-F 8:30-12:30p.

The summer youth employment program ends this week, so none of the money I got from the program is going to help me beyond this month. I had dreams, plans, goals for the program, but alack, alas, they are not to be.

I have added a day at cracker barrel, so I now work wednesday, saturday, and sunday evening.

Yea.

The oddyssey project starts tonight and will continue every tues and thur eve 6-8 for the rest of the school year. I am looking forward to the program. It will put me back into a college mindset and help give me 6 college credits for free!

Finally, my birthday is tomorrow. I will be turning 24. I took the night off from cracker barrel, only because I wanted to do karaoke and it starts at 10 and I would have got off at 10. I wouldn't have minded working on my birthday, and I certainly need the money. I have spent hundreds this month on food, fixing my bike, friend's birthdays and miscellaneous friend items, and apartment stuff. Next month, in order to avoid having to work at state farm, I will have to literally live under a rock, studying, and eating party pizzas and cereal until I graduate from the cna program and start making money again.

I have finally met my third and final roommate, a junior transferring into the U of I. She is fun, pretty, and lead a bible study back where she is from. Good to have another Christian in the apartment.

Sorry I am not more pithy and engaging, but my 6 hour shift at the library is about to start, then from there, I am racing across town to the oddyssey project class, then back across town to my jasper meeting, then back across town home to hopefully eat and study before class tomorrow. I wanted to bring the class cupcakes or donuts, or even bananas and grapes, but I don't know that I will have a chance to pick them up tonight cause I know I ain't gettin' up early on my birthday if I don't have to. But I did want to take a bath tonight, soak, read some more of the Nicholas Sparks book I am reading, do a few girly things before tomorrow. I unfortunately also was not able to get the obligatory "birthday girl outfit" but after class tomorrow, after I go way across town to the Public Health office to take the 2nd part of my 2-part TB skin test, I will be close to the mall and could slip into dots for an inexpensive top maybe or perhaps shoes...Idk. Some friends from cracker barrel might go to the movies with me in the afternoon and Shay is going to bring my popcorn bucket so we can have popcorn for 0.50 cents...I always wondered why they didn't have the cent-sign on the keyboard. There have been times I wanted to use it, and sadly could not......

Things that make you go hmmmmm.


And with that fine folks, I bid you all---crap! I gotta get downstairs pronto


PEACE!

one day

one day all my belongings in the world will be in one place

one day i will wake up and go to bed in a bed i bought every night

one day my job will be a career or profession that has a salary and benefits

one day each of my knickers will have a matching b-strap

one day all of my clothes, even my at home clothes, will be comfortable and accentuate my features instead of highlight my flaws

one day i will be cooking and eating healthy meals daily (because of course, i will be able to afford to)

one day the man i love will be someone who loves me and lives with me

one day i will incorporate girly things into my regular schedule like pedicures and trips to a spa every few months or so

one day i will have the title of "Dr."

one day i will own my own car

one day i will go to dinner in a beautiful dress with fabulous shoes and flawless makeup and jewelry with the man who loves me and lives with me and turn heads

one day i will help create and nurture life with the man who loves me and lives with me

one day my hair will be all the way down my back

one day i will hang out with my sisters and brother and mom and neice and nephew and mike ... at a disney land resort

one day the people i know and love will actually be sent christmas cards, handwritten naturally, from me and my family

one day i will be asked to dance

one day i will travel to an exotic location with a very good friend

one day i will publish a book

one day i will stand in front of hundreds and speak, and they will all have wanted to be there just to hear it

one day i will die and people i knew will go to celebrate my home coming and on that day i hope that of all the things i had hoped i would have accomplished by the time i left the earth i would have at least been able to love and be loved

What is that?!?

Hilarity and embarrassment both at the hands of my boss today at work.

We were going into a meeting and she bent over to look at what appeared to be a magnet on the small office fridge before entering her office. Since I was right behind her, I noticed the gesture, but didn't think two cents about it until after the meeting when she did it again. I went over to the fridge and realized she had actually been looking at something on the floor.

Thin.

Blackish.

Soft.

Hair. By the time I realized that somehow a piece of one my locs had fallen off she already had the runaway between her fingers poised for the trashcan. I exclaimed that it was my hair and with a look of shock and ...perhaps trying to hide disdain and a little fascination...handed me the loc-quette. I tried to give a quick explanation, mumbled something about just having washed my hair and even pulled out a full loc in tact and she asked a question about the technique or other before I excused myself and chuckled back to my office. Well, I don't have an office, I am sharing one. Well, I am really using a table in an office. Anyway, the point is, the moment was awkward but an opportunity to answer questions about hair. Maybe that whole Politics of African-American Hair class is still on the table for me in the future.

Are You Lonesome Tonight?

I have been sick off an on for the past few days, stomach stuff. And before this was of course the bike accident, and before that was the toe situation...This summer has been one thing after another. I didn't go to either job today, and my check is going to be small and I can just see my roommate's face in my head going, "I told you so" and all those people who keep asking me if I think I can afford to live in an apartment getting together and throwing a big "I told you so" party on my behalf.

My mother, God bless her, has told me not to worry too much about paying off stanford right now and instead to get myself together. Because she truly had to experience me at my most removed from reality, I think she cares about me in a deeper way now. She doesn't want me to stress out, to overwork myself, and I can understand her concerns. So, it will take me a few months before I am back on some sort of track, things haven't fallen apart quite yet (but the book Things Fall Apart is a must read!)

I have had some machinations these past few days and will express them once I have ironed out all the intricacies in my mind. What I want, how I want to live, who I want to live with, all kinds of things. I am sure that three years from now I will look back on this delicate time in my life and smile because at that point I will be able to see it for what it is, the beginning of a turning point. But of course, in the thick of it, all I know is the swift movement of which there seems to be no end.