Don’t burst my bubble damnit!

The only thing that could have made my weekend better was a muzzle on my father. Thats really all I have to say. I will not let the universe win!

I wish I could read.

Since I never got my interview information, I went back to my emails to see if there was a phone number I could call to get information. I found something depressing… I apparently misread Cisco as Citrix… I’m not sure how exactly I did that for all the emails, but what ever. I’d be just as happy to intern at either, although that means that I won’t be going to Ft. Lauderdale.

This week has been lacking… to say the least. Nothing particularly bad has happened… but its like leaving your gas stove on all night without a flame… You’ll either die from carbon monoxide or your house will blow up. The cumulative effect of events has been bothering me a little bit. On the bright side of things, I’m about to have a fantastic weekend (actually 2 in a row), I still get to interview with a company that has a lot to do with network security (which is what I intend on working in), I only have 1 more test before finals (Econ… which will again be 10 pages of jokes), and I only have 2 more classes for the week… all of which make me happy.

P.S. I’m still alive Tim and Keith… jerks.

I think I’ve poinsoned myself…

Literally… In chemistry today we were playing with random metals and sulfuric acid (and sodium hydroxide, but thats not nearly as dangerous). I got some of the mixture in an open wound… It bubbled for a minute and the gas nearly made me fall unconscious. I’ve been light headed since.

The funny thing about trust…

If its given when its not deserved, but very much desired, you try harder to keep it than you might have to earn it in the first place. This obviously isn’t the only reason, but this trust was given so that I could learn to trust again myself, which is an amazing gift and probably the most unique way anyone has ever tried to help me heal “old wounds”. I’m starting to think that the phrase, “perhaps I care a little too much already,” doesn’t quite cover it.

When is not so normal something great?

If something was bad for me would you tell me? I’m trying exceptionally hard to not dilute myself into thinking that my reality is something else, in doing so I may even be closing myself off a little bit to someone I really shouldn’t be, but there is still the chance that I’m just seeing what I want to. So, that is actually a valid question. Its been answered by a few people who actually could have been “deal breakers” for me… so far so good. This obviously comes down entirely to my own decision and how I feel about things. I don’t think the question “Is this what I need?” can be completely answered until the situation is non-existent… well, I’m hoping it exists for a while. So now the question becomes “Am I ready?” I answer yes… but is that true in reality?

I’m going to go ahead and say I’ve just had the best week I’ve had in over a year. Despite my rather insane schedule, I managed to spend about four days of it with Theresa. Citrix wants to interview me in person. I’m pretty sure I nailed my History exam (which I would most definitely have to attribute that to Theresa). Spent two days with Tim (the Wii is amazing!) and went climbing twice (I hurt a lot today). I managed to spend most of today with my family and I managed to coax Theresa along for that. … I’m quite happy.