Random thoughts

Tomorrow, I start tae kwon do. I am very excited to learn skills that might make me into a killing machine. :) Ethan's leaving soon for his two week stint. I have been feeling very sad a depressed lately, but I'm starting to feel better. I managed to clean the living room, which it needed badly, and it made me feel better. I need to finish the bathroom and clean my room, too. Today at work we got a call from a dentist that advertises on the radio. He's trying our lab. I feel like I've had a brush with a celebrity. A week ago, I had a fight with my mom, because she made me a lunch that had bell peppers all in it, when she knows I hate peppers. She got really angry because she said it was really hard to come up with lunches for me everyday that I would like, and I told her she didn't have to. She then got more angry because she feels guilty if she doesn't take care of me. I told her that if she didn't feel like she had to buy my love, it wouldn't bother her. She said she would never make lunch for me again, and she hasn't. I'm glad. I feel sad sometimes when I think of all the friends I've had in my life that were so important to me, who apparently didn't care enough about me to stay in contact. I still think of some of them even though it's been years. Some days I think I should move away from here and start over. I can't though. I wish my air conditioner worked. My aunt's been here for 2 days. It's ok, but I feel like I can't use my own living room when she's here. Tonight I was happy because they showed the one Smallville that I really wanted to see last season, but missed when it originally aired. My boss didn't really chat with me for a long time after he fired Josh, but now he's apparently decided I'm all right again. Today he came and sat in the plaster room and just started talking. Fortunately, I really didn't have to pay attention. He doesn't want friends, he wants yes-men. I agreed to be a walker for cub scout camp, but I really don't want to do it. More so, I think I won't be good at it. I'm very worried about it. Camp's next week, so I really don't think I can do anything to change the situation. Sometimes I wonder if I should even bother taking classes while Ethan's gone. I'm not going to be able to get a degree while he's gone, so I kinda wonder what the point of taking a few classes now is when I won't be able to go back again for years, or maybe decades. Maybe I should accept my lot in life and just resign myself to making teeth. It pays really well, so that's a bonus. I don't like it when my mom and aunt speak so frankly about their childhood. Why do they have to make the rest of us feel uncomfortable to be happy? I want to travel, but I don't think I ever will. I should really learn how to type.