It's 2:30 and I should be going to sleep, especially since I have to hit the road at 7:30. Why? Because we're going up to Sacramento to visit my grandfather in the hospital, then back down to Monterey for a conference this weekend. Did I mention I hate hospitals? Especially hospitals where Doctors are incompetent? Right now, I'm so upset, I wish I had a punching bag AND a pillow. Punching bag to let out my frustrations, pillow so I can have a good cry. I don't know which I'd prefer first. ARGHHHHHHHH! I can't sleep--here we go again. ::sigh:: I'm in no mood to really blog anything, I just can't sleep, so this was my week in brief:

cal game-nail biter-but a win's a win. sunday-same-o, same-o. monday-boring. tuesday-boring-teacher sucks, class sucks, waste of money. wednesday-art4kids day-kids are cute; baby sit CJ. i luv this kid.

plans for weekend starting thursday-drive to sacto, visit grandpa in hell hole [hospital], drive down to monterey where i might have to possibly sit thru lectures. friday-unsure. maybe lectures? saturday-see previous, drive back to fremont. sunday-church

Don't know why I thought things would get better. Tragedies come in sets of threes for me. This is the third so hopefully nothing will be a surprise. Right now, I want...I don't know what I want. I want things to be like they used to be. I'm actually wishing I could be back in time--I miss my best friends, I miss not having a care or stress in the world. I miss having someone giving me hugs. I want to escape, but then when you escape, things have a way of following you around. ::sigh:: Maui looks better and better-not that it ever looks bad, but that Grand Wailea special is mighty tempting [75% off, Jenn!!!].

Sorry I'm so bitter and out of whack. Mich is just having one of those days, weeks, months...