Happy Belated Groundhog Day

Er well, I actually didn't really know it was Groundhog Day on the actual day, that's why I can't remember when it was, and also, I pretended I knew that it was Groundhog Day as if everyone should know... Should everyone know? What makes Valentine's Day or St. Patrick's Day more important than Groundhog Day? I mean, it lets you know whether spring is coming late or not for god's sake. Sweet. I actually also cannot remember if the lucky groundhog from Staten Island (forgot his name as well) saw his shadow or not, but it has been warming up (it was 48 degrees today!) so maybe Spring is coming. Chuck! His name's Chuck! So... why is Chuck the chosen one? Well, it's simple. On Groundhog day... Chuck the groundhog bit Mayor Bloomberg's left hand. Ha! Suck it Bloomberg. A very eventful Groundhog Day if you ask me.

Carly and I have spent many days watching my dvd sets of Veronica Mars. I've seen the whole show many times, and I get excited whenever someone else likes it so I have to watch it with them to get the feeling of suspense and excitement all over again as if I'm watching it for the first time. Wicked. So we watched season one at my place and I was at Carly's watching season two when I got a disturbing phone call. Here's how it went:

Me: Hey Mom.
Mom: What are you doing?
Me: Watching tv with a friend
Mom: Your sister got hurt. I'm driving her to the emergency room.
Me: WHAT?!
(At this point I started tearing up)
Mom: She got hurt playing basketball
Me: Is she okay???
Mom: She can't talk right now.
(At this point I stopped breathing for a bit)
Mom: Hello? She's fine. She hurt her tongue
Me: Oh
(At this point I finally hear my sister trying to talk in the background)

Anyway, the conversation ended pretty soon after that. I asked my mom to ask Betty to text me so she can fill me in on details. Some bitch ran her head into Betty's chin and she bit her own tongue. I don't want to exploit my sister's misery... but here's a picture:



Pretty gross if you ask me. Anyway, she got stitches. Then she tore them. Then she got them stitched up again. Sweet. My mom and dad both want my sister to stop playing sports. She does injure herself a lot though, but she is going to college soon and I doubt she will keep playing volleyball or basketball.

I need to start working a lot asap. Or else I can't pay bills. Here are some updates:

1. I got a job.
2. Betty plans to come to NY again this summer. As well as my mom. I hope they both come!
3. Going to Canada for Spring Break (yeah because we're losers who don't go to Cancun or Miami like people on TV. Instead we go to Canada so we can be away from sunshine and sand and water and closer to French speaking hotties since we envy their awesome health care so much.)
4. Party this Thursday (I'm super excited. TA reunion + more fun people. Although, I do have work until 11pm that night... and school at 9am the next morning...)
5. I've been browsing craigslist and it got me way too excited to move, but I'm not moving until the summer comes.
6. I cleaned my room and did laundry
7. I've been sick for the past few days, but I'm feeling a wee bit better all thanks to ginger tea and no meds!
8. I'm 100% sure I'm allergic to something but I don't have health insurance so can somebody tell me how much it costs to get one of those allergy tests from the docs?
9. I'm taking an online Geography course. I thought it would be better since I find showing up to class very difficult, but this online stuff is even more work.
10. I bought a planner to be more organized and so I know when homework is due for that stupid online course.
11. I stopped using my planner. (I've had it for less than a week. I always fail whenever I try to change myself)
12. I'm going to start using my planner again because it cost over 20 bucks.
13. I'm going to attempt to quit smoking... again.

That's it. Peace and Love,
Tracy