tick tock as time runs out

Where the heck did summer go? Work work work work work sleep work work school work school sleep sleep sleep work. Such a lovely trend. Not enough of play time! *sigh* With any day off I get, I spent it re-cooperating from a hectic week.

I absolutely cannot wait for this Friday. It's Jodi's, Colin's and JD's b-day hangout with just the gang (I didn't say crew :P) It's a much needed chill time and catch up and what timing. THANK GOD that I have that day off or else I would be extremely sad. With 2 part time jobs, it's difficult trying to make time for anything but work and sleep. With summer classes over on Friday and I maintain that sexy A, I can sort of breathe again.

Who forgets about K-days? Me. I work nearly 50 hrs next week and I have like no time off to enjoy a day there. Only option is that I go on Sunday so folks give me a shout if Sunday is an excellent day for you too. I am going to miss Matt Good and Tupelo Honey >.< *sobsob*

I've been downloading some old school slow jams. Mariah Carey early stuff and Boyz II Men and Babyface. I am a sucker for it. I can't stand the new stuff or nothing seems to interest me.

So is anyone interesting in going to Sylvan Lake on Aug 24-26 to camp? Sort of an end of summer fun and it's relatively easier on the pocket and a time to get away from the city for a bit. I know people are going to Mexico and Hongcouver but it's another opportunity for us poor folks!

I thoroughly enjoy the "freebie" festivals, next up is Taste of Edmonton. Cherry spitting contest 2005 will be in the works.

it's bitchin' hot on a cloudy day

It's time to bring the blog back to life. *cheers and applause in the background*
I find that I blog in times of distress and complication. How refreshing *roll eyes*
What's distressing? Summer school. KEY WORD: Summer. Together and you get an oxymoron. I normally love the hot weather but it's making me really irritable and annoyed.

My head is in a mess. It's filled with tangles and it's depleted. Have you ever had that feeling that no matter what you do, what you say or what you attempt, there is always fingers pointing right back at you critisizing your every move? If so, welcome to my world. No matter what I do, it is never good enough. Even when I put my heart and soul into it, it's not good enough.
My voice never seems to reach anyone or just nobody cares. I've been pretty good at just keeping my mouth shut. Now I understand why I always mumble and talk about a bunch of nothingness. People find it amusing, I find it safe. I guess you can say I am sensitive and perhaps thinking irrationally. I think I will continue to hide in hopes that someone will rescue me. This is not a plea by the way. I'm just not happy and now that's a bold statement for me to admit. Maybe I am just doing everything wrong and going against the norms and completely blinded by people.

I think that's it.

I am blinded by it all.