rebecca_in_blue: (trembling hand)
Yesterday was Grandma's deathiversary. At services this evening, the lay leader read her name from the bema as part of the yahrzeit list. That was hard. In recent years, the start of a new year always depresses me, and this didn't help. I have to remind myself that there are still good times to be had. NCIS will be back with new episodes next week, and that's just what I need to distract me from all this funk. (Also at services this evening, I sat in the back and crocheted plarn through the whole thing.)

Below the cut is another list for 2012, of young actress movies that I saw that year. (Last year's list is here.) Once again, I kinda dropped the ball on watching one a month.


Young Actress Movies of 2012 )

And finally, my 2012 in a nutshell: Grandma died. Sable died. We moved. I learned how to crochet with plastic bags. I discovered and became scarily obsessed with the musical Les Miserables. We got Tovah. I spent a week at a wonderful Jewish summer camp. I joined Big Brothers Big Sisters, which I'm proud of myself for, even if the experience hasn't been exactly what I'd expected. I served as a lay leader at my temple. Just think, at this time last year, I had never crocheted with or even heard of “plarn,” and the only song I knew from Les Miserables was “I Dreamed a Dream!” CRAZY!

Also, I probably ate more peanut-butter and jelly sandwiches and bananas in 2012 than I did over the rest of my life combined. And I have no idea why I felt that was noteworthy.

Right now I'm trying to think up something to do with Briana soon. I'm almost starting to feel like I'm banging my head against a wall. Literally all she ever wants to do is go to the mall. I don't know how much more I can take of that place! *grinds teeth*
rebecca_in_blue: (trembling hand)

The last few days have been absolutely shit-tacular. No other word acurately describes the shittiness. And tomorrow is probably going to be just as shitty.

On Thursday Lofton Staffing Services called me and said they might have found me employment, but I had to take a drug test first. So I went to their offices Friday morning, but they were out of drug test kits and sent me to Sulphur. So I drive to Sulphur, pee in a cup, and on the way back I come so close to an accident that it wasn't even funny. I guess I should be grateful I'm still alive. Later I find out that the employment they found for me is a half-hour drive away and, judging from what they told me, not what I'm looking for.

Today I've learned that I'm fucktarded because I don't know what the fuck a granule is. Well, who the fuck cares? And I can't use first-person possessive adjectives anymore, ever. If I don't post in this journal again, it'll be because I was murdered for accidentally saying my. Or because I killed myself. Oh, and today looking at a picture of Dad suddenly filled me with uncontrollable rage and I broke the frame and ground the glass into little pieces in my carpet.

There is more to say, but I don't feel like saying it. A snippet of an e-mail from Chinese Sarah: My teacher and students --they are OK ,i think one of the reasons is they find i can understand them more then what they thought i was :) Heather told me that the French is very simple , now i think she is right ----i am a very good example ----it is very fanny , because i thought only the juvenile always think in this way , maybe i am too simple (: b )

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