agh. the semester from hell

so i havent written a ton this semester mostly because well, all things that could go wrong...have!

starting in the beginning of the semester and some of you may be aware, my dad passed away unexpectedly. that sentence has been the first time i've been quasi comfortable writing that down. My daddy was...is, the most important man in my life and losing him has takin every ounce of strength in my lungs to just continue breathing...

i already need to stop writing about that because it's still so sudden. maybe some day i can find the words to express the man he was and the man he will forever remain in my heart and mind.

so let's just start off by saying this semeter started on what you could say, the wrong side of the bed.

this year i decided to take on the president role of sport clubs which posed to be way more work than i anticipated. we're talkin paperwork issues with 500+ athletes, weekly meetings with agendas, trying to compose a major sponsorship letter and finding contacts to send it too, organizing and planning a banquet for the entire program. and at the same time keeping up with my own team shit, like making sure our paperwork is correct and up to date, getting us 1600 bucks out of debt, writing awards nominations, budgeting for next season with major transactions like uniforms and equipment, powerpoint presentations requesting 10,000 bucks, training new girls to take over in the future, and trying to do all this with a crooked mind.

then theres school. 4 classes, one with 14 books to read cover to cover, 10 page papers left and right, tests, discussion board posts, ridiculos assignments for one class imparticular EVERY WEEK and trying to squeeze in some sleep.

and finally...work! closing fridays, opening saturdays, closing sundays. WTF kinda schedule is that. second job working tuesday thursdays during the 5 hours i have available between class and practice.

so after this 'pity me' rant, i really just wanted to give an explanation of why i set aside the one thing I love the most...writing.

not only has my head been a jumbling mess with my dad and trying to stay strong and supportive for my mom, but this semester has been nuts.

oh did i mention we're moving this week. haha. it will be the most unconventional move of my life (not packing much just taking stuff as is) but it definitely couldnt have come at a worse time. yesterday and today haveing to work 1-5/6ish then headed to the school for presentations till 11 pm, bustin an all nighter tomorrow to rock a 10 pager in one night, just to have class at 8am till 12 thursday and then try to move everything by friday at 3 when i have to work. whew. im tired just writing about it.

on another note, i joined the twilight craze, mostly because i was very dissapointed with the movie and had to give the hype justice by reading the book. amazing. that stephanie meyer sure has a way with words, and now i completely understand the craze. then again i'm no edward obsessor as most girls infatuated with the story, i just really enjoy the book .

oh and my bros just took me to a COLD concert for my birthday that was amazing. scooter ward is a lyrical genius and a musical marter.

other than that pathetic rant to my life story for the past few months, im really looking forward to liveng in a place with a ceiling fan, seeing grease with my mom and best friend on stage for my bday and mothers day, school out for the summer in 2 weeks or less, the pet shop opening that i get to work at, and the DODGERS KICKIN MAJOR ASS TO START THE SEASON. no mistake in all caps. thats an all caps statement.

until i get the moment to write again

im still lindsay