Talk about a blast from the past. I got entrenched in the gaping hole that is my life that I put my blog on the back burner. Now here it is 2 years later and there is so much to write about I fear it will not be done in just a few posts. So many changes. So many laughs. So many surprises, disappointments, accomplishments, fears, tears, and cheers. I have learned things I never knew I'd learn. Done things I thought I'd never do. Found out things about myself I never thought possible, some good, some bad. To be blunt its been an emotional tornado and writing about it might keep me sane and help me put it in a place where it will stay; in my memories, never to emerge again.

Upcoming posts will describe:

• Learning Disabilities, 
• Depression, 
• panic attacks, 
• anxiety, 
• homelessness, 
• anger, 
• betrayal and 
• loneliness. 

No I am not a psychologist writing for the latest edition of the DSM-V. (Google it, I'm too lazy to tell ya.) This is just a small list of what has engulfed my life since the beginning of Year 2 at Oulton College. Its not all bad. I'll also describe my wonderful partner and what a rock he has been for me through (almost) all of this. I promise to stick some funny things in occasionnally because just as many good things happened as we'll.

I'm not in that right frame of mind yet. I'm due for a nice bubble bath and some meditation. Today is a mental health day. Stay tuned...

Good weekend, albeit short

Despite almost not getting a drive home, I eventually found someone going but not my ideal ride. I'd describe it more as a flight home rather than a drive but all went without a hitch so its all good.

This week had its share of ups and downs but there was also a xmas party involved. Oulton students everywhere congregated at the Hotel Beau in various degrees of mental acuity to enjoy a formal dance and cash bar. A good time was had by all, even some instructors.

Fast forward to Saturday night and I was at Allan's xmas party. What on Earth (WOE) are a good group of people and there was no shortage of talk, dance and wine. Its so nice to have a child who is old enough to stay home by himself for a few hours while the parents go out. I dread the day when we have to repay the favor.

Back now for one more week. Heavy week too as we plough through two tests and a final. I actually started some xmas shopping today. I think Adrian is going to have a clothing christmas. I bought several choice pieces at Sears and also the Children's Place. In a couple more years he will be outgrown the Children's Place but until then I'm going to keep looking for good clothes at decent prices.

Next on the agenda is to buy two carry on luggage bags so we don't have to pay a hefty fee at the airport for checked luggage. Shorts and bathing suits don't take up that much room so carry-on is all we really need.

I can hardly believe its only two more weeks until holiday break. Looking forward to my open house on the 24th. Put us on your list of things to do that day! The Christmas cheer and goodies are abundant. Don't forget the best part... real eggnog! Not the crap they pass for eggnog at the store. This is the real thing batman.

Signing off now. My obicularis oculii are getting heavy.

Panic

I was afraid this day would come. Its the day when I realize I have no drive home for the weekend and a snot of a husband who is too lazy to come up here.

Hopefully something will change in the next couple of days. As if going to the school dance alone isn't bad enough.

If anyone else finds themselves in the situation of studying away from home, don't listen to anyone who claims that Oh yeah they will visit you for sure, because they're not telling the truth.

T Minus Three Weeks and Counting

Yes I'm counting down the days now until Christmas break. Now that December is here its a little easier to see the Christmas break in the distance. 3 weeks does not sound that bad at all. There is still so much to do until then. At least exams are not on the list. They save that until the last week of January.
I still plan to have our Annual Open House on Christmas Eve, even though I come home only one day prior. I'm trying to find time to bake and prepare in between Christmas parties and Theater visits. Speaking of which, Treasure Island was a bit hit. I'm sure Christmas at the Playhouse will be just as good. This time we are going to an afternoon showing. As I recall one other year, we had a Christmas party and the Playhouse both on the same night. This way is so much better.
This Christmas will be especially nice because we are going to Florida. We drive to Bangor on Boxing Day and fly to Florida on Dec. 27.  I have never been to Florida but my parents travel every year and Forida has been on their list a couple of times. They are flying us down and taking us to Disney World. My son is beside himself with excitement and I'm a little excited too since I've never been there. I feel like all my friends have been to Disney World and they think I'm weird because I've never been there. Well not any more. I'd like to get to a point where we can go somewhere every year. Preferrably some place warm in the middle of the winter.
So back to the books. Does anyone want to know all about the muscles of mastication? Didn't think so.

“I woke up this morning and stared into the mirror as I reached for my toothbrush… “

I know its been so long since my last post. Didn't I say I'd do this? Although not for the reasons I said I would but for the fact that I'm too damn busy.

Life has been a little easier with my cousin Sebastian staying here. He will be here until sometime in December when his block is finished. Then he will be doing what I greatly want to do which is getting licenced and becoming a contributing member of society again. I thought I would hate having another person in my space but it has not been all that bad. We share food sometimes and he always gives me drives everywhere. Our schedules are almost the same so I get drives to and from school now and home on weekends most times. That takes a lot of weight off my shoulders and saves me money on bus  cards.

Rarely does a week go by without a test to study for; and rarely still does a week go by with ONLY ONE test to study for. Typical is three, and I think next week we have four. Somehow I need to pull three more hours out of each day for more cramming. I've never been good at time management. I'm also addicted to my computer and I don't get much done if that is close by and turned on. Turning it off means closing myself off to the world and admitting complete solitude. Its hard to turn off that connection to the outside.
So far I have not failed any tests and I have even aced a couple. That may all change today. The test we wrote today did not feel good at all and I'm trying not to think about it.

Yesterday was a treat. My parents came up to shop and took me out to a quick lunch for my noon hour. It would have been nice to show them the apartment but I have no place for them to sit. Still I think they would have been impressed with the place. Its big and free from clutter, AND CLEAN! Even more so now since Sebastian brought a vaccuum this trip. That's better than paying rent in my eyes.

Well I'm off to get this show back on the road to more note-taking since I've put that off to study. Life is a constant game of playing catch-up for the stuff you neglected due to a test you had to study for. I'm not the 20 year old I use to be. My brain is more slippery and it takes longer for stuff to stick. LOL.

This was more of a bitch session than a blog I'm afraid.

Forgot Where I Was

Wow it has been a long time since my last post. So much has happened I barely had time to study. Some nut decided that red lights were for morons so he went through and rammed my front end. Then there is the nightmare of dealing with Insurance and buying a new car. We are really happy with our new purchase though. I wish this news could be over several posts because each one is a story in itself.

So the other morning I woke up and it was still dark out. This would be Saturday morning after a few drinks with friends. I opened one eye and saw a cat on my bed. No great surprise, I own three. But at the time I did not realize I was in Fredericton. So thinking I'm in my bed in Moncton, what briefly went through my head was that someone's cat found its way into my apartment somehow, maybe through a vent. My next thought was that I'd go back to sleep and find its owner in the morning. Even as I type this it sounds insane. But before closing my eyes another thought came to me; I could not figure out why my bedroom door was glowing. In Moncton, facing that direction would mean I'm looking at my door and then it hit me with huge relief that I'm in Fredericton and that is not my door its a window. And that would make the cat one of mine! Its an odd feeling to wake up and think you are in one city when in fact you are in another city.  How many times will I do that in the next two years? I was reminded of Julia Roberts when she played in Pretty Woman and she woke up in the huge hotel room not remembering where she was. She called it an occupational hazard.

I'm back in Moncton now and the usual comfort of the cleanliness and quiet is not having its usual calming effect on me. Sunday came way too quickly this time. Its only been 5 weeks. How am I going to last 35 more without going insane?

I should be studying. That will help I hope.

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