The last few days I was having a mix of highs and lows at the same time and they made me very crazy. After seeing some friends off at the airport yesterday, as soon as I saw them get through the security check, I burst into tears. I hate crying. I have this terrible hang-up about it. I believe that crying is a sign of weakness and the hell I am going to be weak. And yet I balled right there in the airport.
I called multiple friends and must’ve sounded C R A Z Y to all of them.
I also didn’t take any of my meds Sunday or Monday…I just completly forgot. These durgs don’t have any immediate effects of not taking them, it s more a personal feeling of a lack of organization which frustrates me. I thought I would try to catch up on things today (homework, bills, paperwork etc.) but it doesn’t seem like that will happen.
It seems, that unexpectedly, La Clinica Latina will be seeing ALL walk-in patients tonight. This will be crazy. I can’t explain to you what that means. The rumor has spread that tonight we will see anyone for anything in the Latino community and all of them will be there. I was expecting Clinic to finish by 730pm tonight , a hundred bucks says I don’t leave clinic until after 10pm. I had a date planned tonight and it looks like that won’t be happening. I also am going to the benefitt show for the LOD at the HighFive. I was thinking of volunteering my kissing services for the kissing both, you know making some money for the team. I also have some chemistry and econometrics homework to catch-up on. Agghhh. It will all work out. I am going to go buy a Diet Coke that always seems to make things better for Curtis, maybe it will work for me.
I’d also like to complain that I am on a mac right now and it is pissing me off.
That is all for today’s bitch box.
Remember that song by Fine Young Cannibals?