So many things, so little time.

So it's not like I just figured this doozy of a statement right this second. I have known this for a very long time, however, it only grows more imminent as my life keeps passing by. I am settling into my life as I round the corner on almost thirty and I'm trying to focus on keeping it as jam packed with things for myself and to keep as little drama as possible. Keeping it balanced I like to think. Nonetheless, there are always barracades in the way and one can not help bumping into a little drama now and again.

Although, I know I owe the world (as if the world really reads this blog) a long overdue European blog, I am going to vent and see if through writing I can sort through this bump and move "smoovely" as some of my kids would say, on down the road of life.

Here goes, lately I am feeling a little overwhelmed at how underwhelming I feel life is being since I've gotten back from Europe. I know my biggest mistake is making comparisons between one and the other but I can not help it. When I write about Europe you'll see all I did was make comparisons about Europe to the US but only in the scenarios of weather or techonological influence.

I come back to the States and immediately jump right in to work. I only had 4 days to recuperate from my vacation and get myself back on Eastern Stardard time. The first couple days of work were a blur basically. I was there to organize my room and get things in order to start the new school year.

The new school year has begun, we are more than half of the way done with the 1st quarter. Time has been feeling like it's been dragging. In addition, I am the sponsor for the "Class of 2014" who are the Freshmen this year and the "Belly Dance Club" which who knows what that's going to be about. Meetings, meetings, and more meetings. Very time consuming. Time is beginning to pick up speed. I started out with a planning period at the end of the day but now I have a junior Enlish class (Time is severely picking up speed). On top of all this, my temporary teaching certification is up at the end of this school year so by June I need to get a move on a couple of things: I need to take the French K-12 exam (which I plan to take after winter break so I can study), I need to complete a teaching Portfolio (which I plan to do before winter break, so I am not stressing out about it while I'm trying to study for the exam!) and I need to complete a Reading Endorsement course that I am currently in on Tuesday nights from 5-9. Easy breezy, right? Now instead of feeling like the days are moving too slowly, the feeling is that they are over before I actually even got started! It's crazy.

Aside from all that, I am supremely proud to mention my baby brother is a United States citizen! From May of last year, to when I had come back in August he was completely through with the naturalization process, little after my return and shortly before his 24th birthday on September 11, he became one! I am exhilarated at the thought that one day he and I will travel overseas together! Really exciting, right? Now, the snafu, I have not taken him to get his passport yet. I keep forgetting to with all the other 4000 things running through my mind.

Then, on a more irrelevant note, the drama. Now it's not Emmy-award-winning, it's not even something to be nominated but it's there. My friends. I feel like since I've returned my fuse is short when it comes to some of the petty things that happen with them. It's crazy but I just don't care enough to please people as much anymore. If they make me unhappy, I'm just going to move on, it's not like I can not go through life without ever getting a little upset at them. So here it is. My two friends whose names I'll change for the sake of securing their identities and because heaven forbid one of them reads this and goes ape-poop. Alright, so Tiffany, she's a sweet, sweet person, but aggressive in the way that she does not even understand when it comes to going out. She seems like she's letting you make the decisions but in fact, she's slowly steering you in whatever direction she wants. Strike 1, Friday. I ask her what her plans are and she's doing a family thing, that's fine. I invite her out later because she says she's interested in going out when she's through. When I tell her where I'm going she tells me she's not in the mood to go there. No biggie. (Why does it upset me, because countless times I've gone places I don't want to for her- and I sometimes even enjoy it!) Saturday  Stike 2. I invite her out again (because apparently I like to act like I am a lamb to the slaughter) she's up for it, she asks me to invite Karen. It's not that I don't like Karen (I actually just began talking to her again after she did a very mean thing to me like 3 years ago) but ask her yourself! You're the one that wants her to come so badly! Sheesh! Cut to later that evening, and we're having a great dinner except for the fact that there are some moronic kids who decided to dress up that day as zombies and I am freaking out because I am scared of them. I tell Tiffany not to draw any attention to us because I don't want them drawing their focus on us since I am the largest scaredy cat in the WORLD! (Self-proclaimed of course, I haven't won any awards for it yet) but I can see it in her eyes she's itching to tell one of them something, and of course the opportunity presents itself when one of those damn fools spits fake blood right next to me, and Tiffany explaims loudly how disgusting it is. So I walk ahead of her until I'm good and ready to confront her and I tell her I did not appreciate her not doing what I asked, and she said she was sorry she could not react the way I did to the situation. (Not an apology if you ask me) The rest of the evening went on without a hitch and it was amazing! Lastly, Strike 3 Domingo (Sunday)! I wake up super early and after having such a great night invite Tiffany to have breakfast with me. she does not mention she can't make it, even after I tell her that I am leaving in 10 minutes to her house (she's not my closest neighbor either- it's quite the haul) After I am on the road for like 15 minutes, she sends me a message that she is not going to be joining me for breakfast. WHAT?!?!?! What was I supposed to do? What does she think gas is free for me? Luckily my friend Sophia took me in for a couple minutes while I gathered my wits and then headed back home dejected. I apologized to Tiffany. I said, "I am sorry for having tried to be spontaneous, and I am sorry to have gotten upset at your rejection of it." Done and done.

The other one is Tessie, she has a new boyfriend who she surmises I "hate" and she claims no one has sold me down the river about this, and I told her, that I do not talk to anyone about him and much less about whether I like him or not. Geez- even writing it makes me want to puke with it's adolescent nature. But I know on occasion I have felt uncomfortable around him, but----

I decided not to continue with that insipid discussion with myself before I go insane and my brain cells die!

Anyway, as one can tell life is definitely happening and there's nothing to do to stop it...

On a sad note, I stopped my diet and have consequently ruined myself but there is hope around the bend, I'll keep you posted in case all can be saved! I am really excited about this new turn of events, more to come soon!!!