Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Sigh...

Why is it that getting your hair washed in the salon is always so much better when you wash it at home?? I got my hair cut and highlighted yesterday (probably not the smartest plan considering the piles of nonsense I still have to get through before graduation on Saturday...but hey, hindsight's 20/20). Now I have blonder streaks (blonder than the ones I have naturally) and my curls don't look quite so insane as they did before the trim. Now I just have to paint my nails, write a 7 page paper, finish 10 journal entries, and hand in a big archaeology project...and I'll be ready for graduation! Haha, I seriously thought about quitting college yesterday.

I'm a little frustrated about this whole weekend though. So graduation is at a really odd time in the year...meaning a lot of my friends can't make it in. That I understand. What's getting to me though is my family...my parents and my aunt and uncle that I live with have been fantastic. According to them, this is my week (they're great about making a big deal out of someone). My extended family, however...not so much. So my uncle in NYC (who thinks we have this ridiculously close relationship) decided he wasn't going to come to my graduation for absolutely RIDICULOUS reasons. Mind you, back in November and December, he couldn't wait to come. His mother-in-law just died, though, so now he and my aunt will be in this weekend. And they're coming over. With all of the family. ALL OF THE FAMILY (i.e. the people that aren't really related but like to air-kiss at random functions). And why is it that they're coming over on Saturday, the day of my graduation, the day of my party? Is it to see me, to congratulate me, to wish me well? NO. They're coming over to see the new house. Gee, thanks. I feel special.

For once, I would like to be the center of attention at a family affair with that side of the family. I'm not even that big on being in the spotlight all the time, but with my uncle NO ONE EVER GETS TO BE IN THE LIMELIGHT BUT HIM. C'mon, this is my college graduation. I'm graduating with honors. I'm doing a big thing here. For once I would like him to set aside his need for attention and let me be the big deal.

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