1st January, 2009
This Was A Better Start
I’ll have to say that this year’s NYE was better than last year’s. MP picked me up and we headed to downtown for a party. It was hosted by SC’s friend. I swear, MP and I felt hella old there. There were some people that looked 16! We stayed until midnight and then bounced. Stopped by a Jack in the Box because I wanted some food to absorb the three shots I had taken (and boy, it had definitely taken its toll on me).
Since we were already in downtown, we stopped by Britannia again for a little bit. For a bar, I’m surprised at their music mixes which have been good every time I’ve stopped by. I think I’ve found my new favorite bar, right next to the rock mix I heard at Johnny V’s.
God I love being 21.
During the last week, I didn’t do much. On Saturday, I had lunch with EC at a restaurant, Dat Thanh. I had just gotten yelled at by my dad so his coming to get me at noon was good timing. It gave me some time to get out of the house. We had a pleasant eating. I had lost my appetite due to the stress at home, but he was nice. I guess I still miss him a little, but it’s not strong enough for me to act on it.
Sunday night I had dinner at my aunt’s house in Fremont. It was a party of eight: my aunt and her husband, my cousin and his wife, my sister and her boyfriend, my brother and I. We talked a lot and it was a good chill dinner.
I don’t know where I caught it, but I ended up with a bug the day after. I’ve been sneezing since Monday. Even though I was sick, I still went out. I couldn’t not! It was NYE!
Anyway, I should go read. I finished The Tapestries by Kien Nguyen last week and now I’m onto Wind-Up Bird Chronicles by Murakami. It’s a little odd and part mystery, so I can’t put this down until I figure out what’s going on.
Tags: Britannia Arms, Dat Thanh, DP, EC, Kien Nguyen, MP, Murakami, New Years', NYE, party, SC, sick, The Tapestries, Wind-Up Bird Chronicles
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12th April, 2008
This Is When I Still Felt Miserable
You would think that my feeling so sick was just a one day thing, but it wasn’t. Well, I woke up and took a crapload of pills again from Claritin to DayQuil and they kind of helped, but not too much. I went to work for about an hour so they could show us how to use the new cashiers. I then went to class where I nodded off a few times and then back to work for my shift. Luckily for me, it’s not going to be as stressful as the last job was. It feels really chill right now and I’m glad. I felt pretty okay for most of my shift until the runny nose came back about a two hours before I left.
Then I went home and my nose just went all over the place. I vacuumed and opened the windows hoping that it would help. It did for a little bit after I vacuumed, but I still felt like shit, so I took a nap. Woke up feeling a tad rested, but still feeling like shit.
Why is it when you feel physically miserable, everything else loses its charm? See, when you’re emotionally down, at least you still have the chance to feel happier, but it’s not the same when it’s your body.
I also found out today that my father got laid off, which means I have to really re-prioritize my spending habits. My old coworkers had invited me to go out with them tonight to the city, but I had to pass on the account that I shouldn’t be spending money to go to a club and that I still feel like shit.
Well, with this job, I’ll hopefully be able to save some money. Apparently they’re nice and will allow me to get something to eat, so if I keep getting their ridiculously large sandwiches, that could feed me for the whole day and then I would be less tempted to spend money outside to eat.
Oh, and with my father’s lost job, it also affects my insurance if he doesn’t go with a COBRA program. (COBRA allows employees to pay for insurance for at most of 150% of what they were paying for six months after they’ve been let go from the company). If I don’t have insurance, I can’t see my doctor. I’m assuming that his practice doesn’t take state insurance since we’ve mentioned it before, but he didn’t recognize the name.
Just when I thought I could start to get a handle on life, things just start falling apart.
Tags: family, sick
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