So... I had a revelation in Sanford's Room of Reflection. Naomi recently reminded me of it, unintentionally.

Nick and I had a conversation and one of the things that came up, was the fact that when he first met me, he thought I was shallow and didn't really have any... intelligence, but now that he knows me better, he's found out that I'm actually quite funny, and I "have depth." Meaning, when he first met me, he thought I was completely brainless, but now I've shown that I can work on different levels- and he's completely astounded at how silly I am, considering how serious I was the first couple of times we hung out- Didn't I say how much I hated being serious?

Anyway... I was talking to Sanford about why I couldn't be a vet- because I couldn't stand to send back an animal that would only suffer more becuase its humans are idiots- and he sadi that pediatrics wouldn't be a good place for me either. Now, I understood exactly the implications of what he meant, so I joked about, saying how I don't like kids, that's why I couldn't go into prdiatrics. So, I was a bit shocked when he looked so serious and told me that yes, that too, but also because of abusive parents.

So, I've come to the conclusion- most people jsut don't udnerstand that, for the most part, I do get their implications, and if I ask a blatantly obvious question, beyond me being blonde in which case it shouldn't be answered anyway, I'm usually jsut asking to verify my original thoughts on the matter. So... Frell off. *snort*

And also... I'm off to bed. Night.

Want to hear something sick? I'm not sure whether to laugh, cry, or jsut fall down asleep right now. Laughing would be completely inappropriate, considering the sircumstances, but crying just seems so... final. falling asleep, well, I think I may do that no matter what I choose.

So, yeah... I girl I knew died today, the 6th this year from B-ville. Holy shit. That's averaging out to just less than 1 a month. I've known her all my life!!! I sat with her on the bus for 3 years!! My God, how do you respond when someone tells you something like that? Well, evidently, my mom thought the best place to tell me was at work, while I had someone in front of me... Talk about a freeze-button. And then!!! And then!!! She goes outside with Chad's dad and while we're locking up, starts talking about the accident with Josh and JR. Like I want to hear that bullshit... *shake*

Like I said, I'm really really shook up, and I can't think of anyhting except sleeping, but at the same time, i feel guilty because I can't think of anything else.

 
I have a world on my shoulders,
It's sneaking up on me.
Pounce!

It's got me.

Pushing,
Pulling,
suffocating me.

For all that I do,
It won't weigh less,
How do I stop?

Well, first off, my arm hurts like a bugger! I had a damned sand shark come up and pinch me with his rear dorsal fin spine. So now my arm has this huge bump on it, with a tiny little red mark in the center where he actually broke the skin by pinching me. Brat. I suppose I deserved it though, as I threw him in the cooler with the bluefish, to send home with the charter. *shrugs* Whatever. My parents are all worried, becuase it's a huge bump, and it really does hurt, but eh... I don't know why it'd be acting all funny like this, I suppose Dad prolly had it right when he said i was having an allergic reaction to something on the shark, or whatever. No biggie, right? heh

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LoL - I'm watching Jaws, and all I can think about is yesterday, one of the guys was yelling out, "Hoopah!!! A little to the left, Hoopah!!!" LMAO I was cracking up yesterday and today, it's jsut crazy! Lol

Now that we've moved to the new marina, I'm not sure about being there. I mean, there're so many charter-boats there, and I'm pretty sure that I'm being looked upon like I can't do it. I mean, yesterday, a couple of boats down, the mate on that boat, all dressed in his yellow booties and raincoat and whatnot, was talking and I heard... "That girl," so I looked up and they were pointing and laughing. It really bugged me, but I smiled and waved, and that at least shut them up from talking too loud. But really, I got so many weird looks (of course, that could ahve been because I was dressed in guy's jeans with a yellow tank top, all of which was soaking wet, and I had my curls completely partying around my head... Hott, I know. *grin*) it was kind of alarming me. I was afraid they were going to try to throw a raincoat on me and tell me to start filleting. I hate raincoats. I don't understand how those guys can stand them all day long. Me? I'm good in shorts or jeans and a t-shirt. Frell boots. *smile*

Heh... Why I was wet? Well... It was pretty rough out, 5-6 foot chop, not too bad until you had to back up into the waves to free the props from a lobster pot gotten wrapped about. *snort* I hate it when things go bad. But anyway... So, there were about 4, me and 3 of the guys, who got completely drenched, from head to foot dripping wet. We looked like wet rats.

But anyway... so, the new marina is okay, i wasn't so sure about the posts as tying rods, but they aren't so bad and I love being in a slip. Moorings can kiss my ass. And beyond that, it was okay. But damn! The Klondikes are expensive!! I'm not sure how I can afford dessert! Lol And no heath ones, anyway... What's up with that!?

Yup... That's about it. *blink* Ala and I decorated cars so well on Thursday, whenI saw Juice's car Friday, I nearly cracked up, it was such a good job!! And Cat? Eh, well... he's a grump. Whatever! LoL