Class! Class! Please sit down. Kvetching 101 is about to being. I trust you all received you syllabus? Good. I will just jump right in with a prime example of "Kvetching."
In my life, I have now had 24 birthdays to speak of. Twenty Five if you figure that you start counting at zero and the first one I was alive for was the one in which I was born. I don't think that was a very good one for me. I was purple and in a coma, but I moved on.
When I turned 10 (I'm not sure exactly which age due to repression) I had another great one. I invited all of my "friends" over. Meaning I had to beg people to come, what with me being the most popular of kids. I had at least 10 boys I was expecting. And my mom even made me invite a kid that I couldn't stand. His name was Martin Prince. Now that I look back, his first name might be different (Martin Prince is actually the kid bart cant stand on The Simpsons) but I called him "The German Prince-ess" because he used to wear lederhosen to church. A creative use of his last name if you ask me. Not surprisingly, he did show up...only an hour late. I was just waiting for my best friend John to show up. He had to go to some scout camp. Oh well. Others will come...uh...hello...is this thing on? I built it. No one came. Where were they? So I spent that birthday with a sympathetic mom and "the German Prince-ess" that I couldn't stand at the time. Hoo-ra!
My birthday so far has been less than 12 hours in the making and has proved to suck eggs quite well thus far.
Yesterday, Anuj (another RA I work with) asked to borrow my key since he lost his. I looked at the schedule to see if I was still working. I was promised the day off by the other RA's. Anuj assured me that he would come in, that's why he needed the key. I gave it up. I was in an odd sort of funk, the kind where you hate life and don't know why. I go to lunch and wonder of wonder, miracles of miracles, the Wonder Years is on TV. I sit close so as to watch it. A friend sits next to me and she is obviously somewhat peeved with me. This wasn't the first time, and I really, REALLY doubt it will be the last. I figured when it bugged her enough, she'd come talk to me. I let her have her cool off time. That and I couldn't think for the life of my what I could have possibly done this time. I then went to class and failed a test miserably. I then went to my room to get the ONLY solace that I can find; sleep.
I woke ate dinner, then went to go babysit the son of my sister Wendy's friend. They were here on vacation and didn't want the baby at the PCC night show. During the babysitting, Fei called. I don't know for the life of me how she could have gotten my cell number. I didn't give it to her for a reason. She has her ways. Surprisingly, it wasn't that bad, and it was nice to talk to her. Then she wanted the WHOLE Sadie story. Last she heard, we were still together. So I had to tell her that we were not. I didn't feel like getting into details. As I was walking back with Jake to campus from the Closet house after babysitting, it began to rain on us. I got back to my Hale to work on a hard and stupid program for CS201 with JaiCi. At this time, the Fit hit the Shan with the friend who was mad at me. I had to run around and get yelled at by every female i knew, one by one. I went crazy by the end of the night. Turns out, something another one of my friends said about a friend got back to that friend as MY quote. Figures. Finally, I got to my room, it was now my birthday, and I thought I could stay up late since Anuj had the office for me. I watched Groundhog Day, with Bill Murray. I love that movie. I so want that to happen to me. I was disappointed to note that it was in-fact another day, and I would have to live it.
I could tell it was a different day because my alarm went off latter than usual. I was trying to sleep in. I heard a knock at the door. I refused to answer. then I got a call. I knew it was related to the knock. It was Hale mom Terese. She began by wishing me a happy birthday...oh wait...that would be what one would expect. She chewed my ear off for not being in the office. Anuj was MIA and my name was still on the schedule. I then had to plead to her to let me in the office since I had no key, Anuj did. I got yelled at for that. Then I started by birthday off by sweeping and mopping a very dirty walkway (due to the rain last night). I vacuumed the lounge, and sat down to spill my guts on this crappy of crappy days. Oh, yeah, I'm also hungry, but missed my chance to get breakfast (or even shower) because I HAD to mop and sweep before 10am!
Ok, class, any questions? I want a ten page Kvetch from each of you by tomorrow on my desk, or I'll go off and tell you how the rest of my day went.
I still have yet to face my friend who's pissed at me. I have a stupid class i have to get to. (National Hollidays like "Veteran's Day" aren't celebrated here in Hawaii because it's my birthday and that would mean no class and a better day!) I have a car in the shop I'm betting bent over for, I have a test to take that I know I will do miserably at and I know more is just around the corner!
Trust me, you do NOT want me go make good on my threat!!!
Class dismissed.
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