This is one of those days that the pages of history teach us are best spent lying in bed.
-A Philadelphia Story

It was one of those days. At least I can say it's Tuesday in two hours.

checking in.

hello, bonjour, konichiwa. just checking in.
i'm alive and well and somehow found a way to survive this past week even though it's been one constant thing after another.

-- and did i forget to mention?

because of my death-bed-like-illness last week, i became super dehydrated (that's what i get for not listening to my dad about drinking enough water) -- and my whole face swelled up and got really puffy thanks to the lack of h2o. so consequently, i've looked like the walking, talking sloth. i guess my halloween costume has been settled.

but life goes on and so do i. and thursday nights are pizza nights because sarbear is the only friend i have who finds consuming 3,483 calories after one intense 2 1/2 hour english class as rewarding as i do.

but that's about it.

cheerio my good people.

disaster

i was wrong.
there really is something worse than alka-seltzer,
and that is the doctor telling you that you have swine flu
and that you'll probably be out sick for another week.
another week? another seven whole days of this?
i felt like fainting.

i try to stay as happy as i can on this little thing,
and most days (even not so great ones)
i can usually work with optimism --
but today (and the past 7+ days)
being sick and stressed,
and having all the time in the world to think about the many, many, many (etc etc etc x etc etc etc) other things that have gone amiss, i realized my life sort of turned into a disaster over the past month.
so even though i usually try to leave my bad days and sad experiences to my journal,
today i'd just like to say that life is hard, but i can do hard things.

ping pong.

i haven't been around (or at least haven't had the time)
to say much lately,
because after having to cancel our little getaway last weekend,
i've been in and out of hospitals/emergency rooms/doctor appointments with my little sister the past few days.

i spent this morning thumbing through my journal and read over an entry from last summer describing an afternoon i had in
new york city.

"after strolling through the library,
we drank lemonade in bryant park
and then played a few rounds of ping pong."

and right now,
that's all i really feel like doing.

too bad my time machine isn't working at the moment.

Mascara Mess Monday.

Today has been a good day.

besides just a few trivial things:

waking up late, missing Eng 201
(aka the one class that will truly be the end of me)
my tendency to blush WAY too
easily when my french professor calls on me.
already being bright red after running to
class in a coat in 70 degree weather
(thank you unpredictable utah)
food poisoning half of my friends and family last night...
(i can. not. make. chicken.
although, if i remember right -
i got a B in Foods in high school...
who gets a B in the easiest class ever? i do.)
missing breakfast with the love of my life.
realizing i have to say goodbye to that person in 8 days.
being late for work.
waking up realizing i won't see my parents again until christmas,
and they won't be back to the US of A until next year.
wanting to just cry and eat cupcakes.
and yes, being so overwhelmed with school, work, life i now have a mascara mess to deal with too.

but other than that....
i really think that today has been a really good day.