03.31.09
Done.
It ended up being only three songs. “Love Actually” didn’t fit Becky’s preferred profile. Besides, it’d be hell to cut. It just didn’t work out. But I think three is a good start for a rather impatient lady. I mean, if she hates them, I’ll just have to start over and try to find something else. Not that I think she will, they are pretty d*** awesome, if I can say so myself. Cathy darling, what do you think of possibly designing something to Yann Tiersen (that’s one of them…)?
03.30.09
3/4
I have finished 3 out of 4 songs for Becky. I ended up choosing music I hadn’t planned, things that just popped up in my head. I tried cutting a lot of other stuff, but it just didn’t want to be cut, so I gave up on them. I’m going to try to cut the last song and send them all of Wednesday or Thursday together with her birthday presents.
I am living vicariously through Becky with a some of these songs. 
03.29.09
Song
Of all the songs I could have chosen, I chose this one. It’s mine, and very beautiful. It’s the one song I wished I had had the courage to skate to. And yes darling, a powdery pink dress would work. So please, I beg you, take care of my song.
And don’t you dare butcher it!
03.25.09
Car damages
Right now, my husband got a call from Ford, telling him about the damages to the car. The initial check revealed damages for over $4700 (38000 kr…) and that is excluding any type of engine damage. They expect it to reach over $6000 when completely repaired (almost 50000 kr). We will be having this rental for a LONG time…
03.24.09
School update
English test went terrible. However, I did get my GPA in the class so far. I had done my own calculations so far, and I was pretty pleased with my 91.2. So when the professor game me my note, I almost had a heart attach. 104. ONE HUNDRED AND FOUR! Where the heck did that come from? I mean, I’m not going to complain, but I’ve done the calculations over and over, and it’s a definite 91.2. He must be grading on a curve, and adding in-class performance, something which wasn’t calculated into the grades I have had. I’m shocked, amazed and very pleased. I thought I’d come out scraping a C in this class and I have a A+ at the moment? Damn….. But I’m not going to contest it. Heck no.
I got my results from my previous math test. I got a 96, and was slightly disappointed. It did bring my GPA in the class “down” to a 100. But that’s pretty good too 
. Two more tests to go!
Psych test came out to be a 76 and something. Not bad, not terribly good. It’s a solid C, all that I can expect in this joke of a class.
Right now, I’m sitting with 3 A’s and a C. Pretty good.
Car crash
We were in a really bad car crash yesterday afternoon. Really bad. Some idiot ran a red light and crashed into another car, which in turn, crashed into us. We were standing still, waiting for the light to turn green, when the car came slamming into us. My husband saw the whole thing, I did not. The car is a wreck, as we got sandwiched in between two cars. As we stepped out of the car, we felt okay, although slightly later, hubby felt that he needed to go to the hospital and get checked out. We did, and nothing was ruptured or broken.
Today however, is a different story. We are not as fine as we first thought. He is achy all over, wrists, neck and lower back is hurting bad. I’m having a hard time breathing, my chest is hurting (again! damn…) and my stomach is sore to the touch, and I have pains in my back, and tension waist and up. It didn’t help that I could barely sleep last night. I wanted to go in to the doctor today, but I couldn’t afford to miss more class. So we are going to go in first thing tomorrow morning, and I’ll take a muscle relaxer to help me sleep.
We are suing the shit out of the idiot who ran the light, not the girl who accidentally hit us. Actually, we are not, the government is, since hubby is a veteran. I can’t believe the nerve of the guy, he was standing outside his car smoking, not even walking over to check on the girl who was stuck in her car, or any of us others. F****** idiot.
English test
I am going to completely tank the test today. I am in pain, tired, spaced out, is feeling sick, and completely out of it. Great. Sigh. And my GPA was so high…
03.21.09
“I can not eat sugar in the morning…”
…she said haughtily in regards to the pancakes I made this morning. “It makes my stomach hurt.” Then she asked for another serving of cereal. Um, just to let you know, D, that cereal you are eating (Fruity Pebbles) has 11 grams of sugar per serving, which means that you just had 22 grams of sugar before 10 am (hey, I didn’t approve it, her father did…). The pancakes I was trying to give you, the Fiber One pancakes, has 4 grams per serving. So……. whatever….
03.19.09
I’m sick…
… and have been for the past two days now. Nothing too serious, splitting head aches, dizziness, sensitivity to light and noise, tired, hot/cold the usual stuff. This happens to me once in a while, I think that my body just overloads and decides that it needs a rest. I did have a little bit of a fever yesterday when my husband came home from work, and he made me do Tylenol (I’m not too crazy about taking medicines period, only when super-necessary). The fever was gone when I woke up this morning.
I, being the stubborn person that I am, decided to go to class this morning, despite the way that I felt. That wasn’t that clever….. loud high school teenagers (pretending to be college-cool) and my sensitivity to light and noise only made me feel worse. I went home after class and slept.
I’m not going to my English class this afternoon. I feel like crap and that class usually makes me feel bad on regular days! Unfortunately, I’ll miss my math class tonight too, which I hate doing. We had a test Tuesday, and we are supposed to get the results back today, and I’m really nervous about this one. I think I might have screwed up, I didn’t feel good walking out of the class Tuesday. But we’ll see. I might email the professor and get the results that way.
Speaking of test, I got my English test and English essay back Tuesday. I got a 97 on the test and a 92 on the essay! I was thrilled, especially since it felt like I’d do bad on at least the test. I never got the Psych test back, she wasn’t done with them yet.
I asked my husband to cook today, which means take-out. He is useless when asked to cook. He’ll look around in the kitchen, open all the cabinets, look like a lost puppy and asks hopefully if I want soup. No honey, I don’t eat soup, you know that. Then he’ll go for the easy way out; take-out. I don’t quite know what he’ll do, but I am suspecting Greek or possibly Chinese. However, if his errands take too long, we’ll end up with Chick File-a. We shall see.
Urgh, I hate being sick.
03.17.09
WTF?
I HATE my English teacher. Not only did he give us 8, yes, EIGHT assignments to do over spring break, he doesn’t actually teach us anything whatsoever. He just tells us to read the damn book and pretends like he’s taught us something. Now, I’ve done six of the eight assignments, and I come to the seventh “Create 10 annotated bibliographies.” WTF? He hasn’t actually taught us ANYTHING about them. I have no f****** idea how to do it! So I’m supposed to do a hell of a lot of research, for something that has no purpose whatsoever, and then get graded badly because I did it wrong, since he never taught me how to do it in the first place?
The worst part is, since this is such a HUGE assignment that I am going to stress out over, I’m sure he’s not even going to take it in. I am seriously considering not doing it. Firstly, I don’t have the time, the energy, or the want. I’m considering accepting a zero for this assignment. Gosh, he’s such a terror…. I’ve been such a good girl going all the assignments so far, every single little stupid exercise…. one single missed homework (out of 8 for spring break, I might add…) isn’t going to kill me.
