Sleep Deprived Day

As one can tell from the title, I am one sleep deprived woman. I don't know why I slept so horribly.. it could be the fact that the dreaded monthly cycle started yesterday and it was H. E. double hockey sticks all day long at school and on the bus because of the cramps and excessive bleeding and mood swings and whatnot. But it could be from other reasons too.. none of which I've actually realized yet though.  But once I got off the bus it seemed like everything got better.  Which normally happens anyways because it's not very fun to be crammed into a bus with 50 other people that you either don't know, they look atrocious and like a serial killer or rapist, they stink like way way way WAY too much cologne or perfume, or don't like very much because you got fed up with them in high school.  But yeah, once I got off the bus and walked home listening to epic music I was feeling much better.  Last night for dinner was lamb shanks, peas and a delicious risotto which I am eating as I type (photo at bottom of page).  Daniel, one of my dad's co-workers came over to have dinner with us and so we ended up having a great dinner and watching a bunch of funny YouTube videos for at least an hour after everything was cleaned up. So then I decided to go to bed.. I didn't fall asleep until around 1 AM, and then woke up at 2 thinking, "Oh my god I missed my alarm! I need to get ready!!"... so I hop in the shower and just as I'm finishing up rinsing the conditioner out of my hair, my mom comes in and asks what I'm doing because it's 2 in the morning.  I felt like a complete idiot.. so I went back to bed after I was done drying off and didn't sleep more than what could have been an hour because I remember looking at the clock every 20 minutes or so, therefore - sleep deprivation.  And it's not pleasant being tired and having to deal with the hormonal imbalance and pain and excessive bleeding of my womanly parts. O.o .. Time to get offline, le beau is out of class..

Peace, love and cramps.

-Halo-

RED

It's that time of the month.. the time when a woman's world is drenched in pain, light headedness and the color red. (Hence the title of this blog post). It freaking sucks like crazy.  And that was an understatement. The pain is incredible and it hurts to move in any direction, which makes life very difficult right now, especially since this semester I've got an aquatics class. Speaking of this semester, I've yet to talk about the classes I've managed to squeeze into my agenda. I have, like I mentioned two sentences ago, an aquatic fitness class, concert choir, classical music appreciation, math 155 and last but not least, a speech class. My swim class is ultra fun, especially because my boyfriend is in that class with me (he is in every class of mine except for my math class.. but that's only because of the fact that he's taking the highest math course that's available here at the JC and that's a million levels above me..). and it's also enjoyable because I can get a workout without the sweat, without the over heating, and I feel a lot more comfortable in the water. My choir class is great this semester because we will be singing some Morten Lauridson songs (one of which I've sung in high school, "O Nata Lux") and it's cool to know that my boyfriend is in choir with me and enjoying it even though he's not had any previous singing experience with choirs (or anyone for that matter). And it looks like he's having fun. Oh god the pain! I feel like someone is stabbing me in the right ovary with a paring knife! DX and now the pain is everywhere below my belly button and above my thighs. Yay for being female!! (AKA: FML) I am so not going to swim today. Man.. even my butt hurts. Well, it's time to start walking to my swim class.. I'm not looking forward to sitting in the bleachers for an hour watching people do (and enjoy) something that I love doing. It's about 20 minutes until the hour, but man, with this pain and being doped up on allergy meds it's going to take me a very long time to amble my way over to the pool.

Peace, pain and all the red in the world.
-Halo.

In Loving Memory

Rest in Peace, Lady.  You were a wonderful companion for the 10 years we had you. Died 12/12/11

Holy sh!t O_O

Oooookkkk.. so I guess in some cases dreams really do come true.. remember that mystery man I was talking about in my last post? Umm.. well, I had a dream, I was half asleep really.. anyways, I had a dream that I had been trying to get his attention specifically via internet and psyche-type messages. Not to mention that I was meditating and trying to do that before I fell asleep this morning at 1 AM.. So I meditate some, it doesn't feel successful in any way really, and then I have a half lucid dream of him.. and I wake up thinking "He came back...!" :O .. so I go check my facebook just for sh!ts and giggles to see if anyone had commented on the angel photo I posted (and commented on yesterday) and there was a comment about 3 hours old from him on the photo... he hasn't been online in several months, nor had I actually had a conversation with him for almost a full year. One could say that I am successfully freaked.

I Wish I Knew

Some people I've met are a complete mystery to me.  I want to know more, but there's no way to get in contact with said people at the moment.. and it's really bugging me =/  I really want to know! And there's one person in specific that I have in mind, though I wont mention his name, because I don't subject anyone to crap like that, exploiting their name and information on the world wide web.. That's just rude. Anywho, he is a complete mystery to me and I am completely fascinated by his very essence, his aura is captivating.  His everything seems magnificently powerful and mysterious.. dark and very very entrancing, almost to a frightening level.  But I feel like I need to (and want to) reach out to him because he is such a mystery to me  and I feel the need to know him. And through this I'll gain a better understanding of not only him, but myself too...