Moaning, Thoughts, and Autumn
0 Comments Published by Oh Wayward One on 19 September 2006 at 9/19/2006 03:07:00 pm.
Here are the things on my mind RIGHT NOW:
1. UGG!! I hate it when the people I sit *right next to* for 7.25 hours per day want to invade my space at lunch. Can't they just leave me in my own little world of my "non-section" friends for ONE LOUSY HOUR!??
2. We lost our football game last night, 3-0. That is the same score with which we actually beat the team we played, last week. I played my ass off last night while these other ANNOYINGLY LAME girls on my team proceeded to bollocks everything up for us. Like tall-ass-whatsername who was physically WALKING from point A to point B, in the completely WRONG end of the field. I don't know what inspired her to think she was playing striker, or why it didn't dawn on her to actually mark up with at least SOMEONE on the other team when we were supposed to be defending, but AAARHHH!!!! I HATE being the only one on a soccer team who actually knows how to play soccer!!!!!!!!!!! Oh well I'm going to miss our next 2 games because we'll be on holidays!!!!!!! Luckily they've taken it upon themselves to have some sort of a "training session" tomorrow, to try and learn how to kick a ball or something.
3. I'm also going to miss my next 2 yoga classes for the same reason. It will be my longest BREAK from the La Casa de Sweat-a-Lot in a year. I am extremely happy about this, even though I shouldn't be.
4. The day we left Manchester this weekend, cousin J's girlfriend J was at her mother's side when she had a heart attack and died. The reason J was there, instead of with us in Manchester, was because her mom had been diagnosed with cancer around Christmas, and given a few months to live. And they had scheduled a large gathering/prayer ceremony at the temple for her on this particular weekend gone. The kicker is that J doesn't even see her mom anymore, not just because of the distance between B'ham and M'ctr (2hrs?), where she lives a secret life (4 years now) with my cousin, but also because of the "You're-a-good-Sikh-girl-and-you'll-not-be-dating-any-white-boy-and-we've-selected-a-fine-few-boys-from-your-caste-for-you-to-date/marry" thing. The thing is, she always liked her mom, but doesn't even talk to her dad (same reason) who has basically threatened to disown her if she doesn't marry one of his candidates NOW. Anyway, the good thing is that she got to be there in her mom's final hours. The prayer ceremony was already over. Now for the even bigger change in her life: without her mom around, there is a small chance she can come "out of the closet" with cousin J., given the fact she really has no relationship with her father to worry about. If he ever finds out, she is effectively written out of his life permanently. No doubt about that. However, she does kind of have to worry about any of her devout brothers and sisters, who might do something weird. Stranger things have happened in her world. Poor J.
5. I tend to miss Missouri about once a year. This would be autumn. I saw this link on msn.com today and I clicked on it and it mesmerised me for . . . minutes. I love it. ~sigh~ http://travel.msn.com/Guides/FallFoliageSlideShow.aspx
6. I absolutely LOVE reading "The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency". It is the BEST. OK, not like "The Source" best, but a different kind of best. I want to read it at lunch rather than sitting with those couple of you-know-whos. Yesterday I went to the coffee shop for lunch instead and read the first chapter of it and it was divine. Not to mention the semi-decent vanilla caramellatte.
A.Mc-S, the author:His writing is comforting, beautiful, and blissfully african, and I'm going to read every book he's ever written, after this one.
7. 3 days til the in-laws. And MIL is holding us emotionally hostage over the "issue" of our tradition of going out on our birthdays for dinner. She's so bleedin' religious that she doesn't do any work/creating of work/shopping/WHATEVER on Sundays. And my poor baby's bday is on a Sunday. We've already received the lecture via email. "It's our choice, but we know how she feels and why can we not just go out on Saturday night instead of Sunday?" Yeah, so I can sit at a restaurant with a big ol' manipulative POUTER? ugh. and people wonder why we've intentionally ostracized ourselves from our families!?!
1. UGG!! I hate it when the people I sit *right next to* for 7.25 hours per day want to invade my space at lunch. Can't they just leave me in my own little world of my "non-section" friends for ONE LOUSY HOUR!??
2. We lost our football game last night, 3-0. That is the same score with which we actually beat the team we played, last week. I played my ass off last night while these other ANNOYINGLY LAME girls on my team proceeded to bollocks everything up for us. Like tall-ass-whatsername who was physically WALKING from point A to point B, in the completely WRONG end of the field. I don't know what inspired her to think she was playing striker, or why it didn't dawn on her to actually mark up with at least SOMEONE on the other team when we were supposed to be defending, but AAARHHH!!!! I HATE being the only one on a soccer team who actually knows how to play soccer!!!!!!!!!!! Oh well I'm going to miss our next 2 games because we'll be on holidays!!!!!!! Luckily they've taken it upon themselves to have some sort of a "training session" tomorrow, to try and learn how to kick a ball or something.
3. I'm also going to miss my next 2 yoga classes for the same reason. It will be my longest BREAK from the La Casa de Sweat-a-Lot in a year. I am extremely happy about this, even though I shouldn't be.
4. The day we left Manchester this weekend, cousin J's girlfriend J was at her mother's side when she had a heart attack and died. The reason J was there, instead of with us in Manchester, was because her mom had been diagnosed with cancer around Christmas, and given a few months to live. And they had scheduled a large gathering/prayer ceremony at the temple for her on this particular weekend gone. The kicker is that J doesn't even see her mom anymore, not just because of the distance between B'ham and M'ctr (2hrs?), where she lives a secret life (4 years now) with my cousin, but also because of the "You're-a-good-Sikh-girl-and-you'll-not-be-dating-any-white-boy-and-we've-selected-a-fine-few-boys-from-your-caste-for-you-to-date/marry" thing. The thing is, she always liked her mom, but doesn't even talk to her dad (same reason) who has basically threatened to disown her if she doesn't marry one of his candidates NOW. Anyway, the good thing is that she got to be there in her mom's final hours. The prayer ceremony was already over. Now for the even bigger change in her life: without her mom around, there is a small chance she can come "out of the closet" with cousin J., given the fact she really has no relationship with her father to worry about. If he ever finds out, she is effectively written out of his life permanently. No doubt about that. However, she does kind of have to worry about any of her devout brothers and sisters, who might do something weird. Stranger things have happened in her world. Poor J.
5. I tend to miss Missouri about once a year. This would be autumn. I saw this link on msn.com today and I clicked on it and it mesmerised me for . . . minutes. I love it. ~sigh~ http://travel.msn.com/Guides/FallFoliageSlideShow.aspx
6. I absolutely LOVE reading "The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency". It is the BEST. OK, not like "The Source" best, but a different kind of best. I want to read it at lunch rather than sitting with those couple of you-know-whos. Yesterday I went to the coffee shop for lunch instead and read the first chapter of it and it was divine. Not to mention the semi-decent vanilla caramellatte.
A.Mc-S, the author:His writing is comforting, beautiful, and blissfully african, and I'm going to read every book he's ever written, after this one.
7. 3 days til the in-laws. And MIL is holding us emotionally hostage over the "issue" of our tradition of going out on our birthdays for dinner. She's so bleedin' religious that she doesn't do any work/creating of work/shopping/WHATEVER on Sundays. And my poor baby's bday is on a Sunday. We've already received the lecture via email. "It's our choice, but we know how she feels and why can we not just go out on Saturday night instead of Sunday?" Yeah, so I can sit at a restaurant with a big ol' manipulative POUTER? ugh. and people wonder why we've intentionally ostracized ourselves from our families!?!
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