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The past few weeks have been entirely too eventful. *shakes head*
Like the other day, when I was standing in a 1/2 hour line in the post office so I could finish mailing all these packages that I wanted to send out, this guy asked if he could borrow a dollar. I figured, he was short a dollar for something, and I know what its like to be painfully short on cash, so even though I didnt have much money at all I figured that I would have a dollar or so left over after I sent the packages, and so I gave him one.
He thanked me loudly and profusely in front of the huge line in the wee little post office *blush X 10*, and kept asking me for my name. I was a bit reluctant to give it to him *shrugs*, but I finally whispered it. He thanked me again some more, and proceeded to ask the person in front of me for a dollar.
XD
*grins* Oh well.
And then it was finally my turn. The lady that was dealing with my mail stuffs was really friendly, talking with me about general news stuff.
While she was weighing and calculating, the dollar guy was harrassing the guy postal customer that was next to me, because he had told him something along the lines of "Yeah, I have money, but I really dont want to give it to you." The dollar guy was telling him off rather loudly, for being rude.
So yeah. I was wrapping up my reciepts and was about to leave the desk, when the dollar guy comes up to me and starts trying to ask me something. The lady postal worker narrowed her eyes at him, and asked him if he was harrassing me. He lowered his voice, telling me he was gonna talk to me outside. Somehow, I kinda knew what he was going to ask, and I whispered I had only $1.50 left. Loudly, he goes "Oh no, no no! That's ok, I dont need to talk to you anymore, you've been a lot of help to me!" The postal lady told him to leave me alone, when I go outside, and I quickly left in an embarassed flush.
*smacks head* Along with the Manhattan pizza shop incident, I wonder what it is about me that attracts all the weird people? (No, I really dont want to talk about the pizza shop incident. u.u )
I finally talked to the middle sister on the phone! *squeals a girly girl squeal* *does a dance*
She told me she doesnt remember anything after she fell asleep, right after she came home from school on Tuesday. She went to bed, and the next thing she knows, she wakes up and it's rather dark in this strange room and there is a shadowy somone standing by her bed and from the light in the hall she can see they were going to stick a really large needle in her arm. She screamed, the nurse screamed, and when everyone calmed down, she was told it was late Friday, and she was in the hospital.
She doesnt recall getting out of bed, going to the living room, sitting on the couch, and staring unblinkingly at the ceiling. She, uh, doesnt remember the other stuff she did, which would be embarrassing for her if I put it here, so I wont, and she doesnt remember not being able to walk and my two brothers having to practically carry her to the backseat of the car. And she doesnt remember rambling incoherently most of the ride there, untill she was finally admited and promptly went into a coma.
*calms herself down* She is relativly ok now. They wont even think about letting her out, untill she can give herself insulin injections, and Jennah is scared to do it herself. Oh waite, did I say scared? I meant absolutely terrified. u.u
*shrugs* She has to learn to do it herself. There really isnt any other way.
A bit after she came out of her coma, while I was talking to her, something happend that had both me and her really upset. Yeah. Whatever happend was a lot of what had me really sad and depressed the past few days. Or was it the whole past week? *shrugs* I'm more sad than depressed now, besides that I'm more or less my old self, including all the old stuff I always worried/depressed over. XD
A part of me hurts for AnatemaSarah, from the stuff and hurt she is going through. *huggles her tightly* =\
Sometimes I am jealouse of certain people, and I greatly detest the small part of me that feels that way. I never let myself become consumed with that feeling, because I know I'll prolly say/do something incredibly stupid that I can never reverse/people wont forget. Oy, I need more controle over myself than that ^_~
But yeah. I wish I never felt that at all, but when I suppress stuff, especially strong stuff, it will come out in other ways. So I just allow it a small small space, and deal with it in the wisest way I know.
There is never a "bad" emotion/way to feel, any and all feelings/emotions are justifiable. I just dont like to feel that way, myself.
And I am sure this post is long enough. ^_~
Did you know:
Strawberries contain more vitamin C than oranges?
(Did you know strawberries are one of my favorite fruits? And sweet red cherries. And kiwis. And mangos. =X)
You have to play ping-pong for 12 hours to lose one pound.
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